We sit molded together, tightly holding Our feelings for one another quietly unfolding The sparkle in your eyes my heart's beholding By the warmth of the fire. The touch of your fingertips running up my spine My arms wrapped around your neck, fire in our eyes shines Sitting in your lap, around your waist my legs twine By the warmth of the fire. You plant gentle kisses on my neck and lips With each tender touch more in love I slip The night so full of passion just like a movie script By the warmth of the fire. Words of passion quietly escape Our shadow dances on the wall, one shape Making love by the moon, a night so great By the warmth of the fire.Birth sign: Pisces
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