As our passion
bursts into needles,
each touch of your hand
rolls down my senses,
as I began to tingle and shiver.

The love we make
is like a dance,
sometimes our soul’s
can’t stop,
sometimes we break
into twirling and sway.

Nothing can break
our focus nor our sway.
We can dance until
the break of day.

Forever in each others arms,
graceful that’s what we are.