My body burns for thee.
My body yearns for yours.

In love I fell with thee.
And passion's flower born.

Thorn and petal . bittersweet . bliss and tender deep
Now bleeds of defeat and weeps to hear its heart beat

It ambushed me, taken by surprise, and now without it
I fear to die inside

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