Lyrics

[Stanza 1]

In your arms, I found my prayer,

A communion beyond earthly care,

One human's cry, a sacred sound,

In your embrace, my soul unbound.

[Stanza 2]

Roses and violets, mere earthly hues,

Paled before the passion we imbue,

Your body, a serpent, twisting, divine,

I, the burning bush, alight with desire.

[Stanza 3]

Breathless, we lay entwined as one,

Our flames extinguished, yet not done,

In the aftermath, a reverent calm,

Your touch, the balm, my spirit's psalm.

[Stanza 4]

No words can capture this sacred rite,

Where two become a single, eternal light,

In your arms, I found the divine,

A love so pure, so wholly mine.

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Roses and violets, mere metaphors for our bliss

[Stanza 1]

Our bodies intertwined, a symphony divine,

The first time we made love, a spark ignited mine.

No need for prayers, your touch was all I craved,

In your embrace, my soul was truly saved.

[Stanza 2]

Roses and violets, mere metaphors for our bliss,

I'll be the six, you the nine, in this sensual abyss.

These lips, powerful rudders, guiding us to ecstasy,

You are the one I'm lit for, my consuming fire, you see.

[Stanza 3]

Come with your rod that twists, a serpent's sinuous grace,

I am the bush, burning, yet unconsumed in this sacred space.

Our passions ignite, like a wildfire in the night,

And when you're finished, I lay breathless, bathed in delight.