Flames Of The Forest

Thee Eyes are Pacific

 Thee Love is Deep.

I worship I swear with Ardour Indeed.  

Thee memories are Feral Thee Lips are Ample.                            

 I applaud I swear by Jiffy and Gospel

She is the Fire You own her entire.       

Thee Flames are filled She used to consider.                       

    She is the Fury Your Forest and Heavenly.

Thee Whispers are quite Lustre and Lonely.

He is the heart treasure of her warmth. 

She is the woman awkward and desirous.

He is the Torment of the intimacy of her life.

She is the beloved drunkenness of his Wine.

Thee Love is Wild free to survive.       

 I know you’re my Heart dreams of Tide.  

 I am the Forest You’re The Blaze.

Thee Memories are Feral Decent and Dissipate.