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Flames Of Passion
Flames Of Passion
1 min
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The witching hour it was,
Our hearts curved in the spindle of fibers,
And we fell, prey of passion and desire
Just like the flames of a burning cigar.
Engraved by lust and desire,
Admired by the dark sky
We fell in the ambush of affair and armor.
Why not?!
Beautiful and delicate it was!
Until it brings us to the climax of "Destiny" 's Shawl" titled
'FIRST LOVE IT WAS".
