The sun rises from the top of your head and sets at the souls of your feet, your body moves in passionate rythmic motion, to the tempo of my hearts beat, stuck to you, I cannot move, my body covered in a blanket of your love concrete, sculpted by your hearts desire, I am now complete,

Lost at sea, your faith in me must be truly tremendous, titanic waves feel like mere ripples with how love do defend us, my dove with the olive branch, let love lead the way, in my mind and in my heart, you shall forever stay,

The light to my darkness, let the cool breeze of your love fan the flames of my desire, when I am in free fall, grab my hands and take me higher, the death of a time before you, I welcome the blaze of the funeral pyre, moulded in the flares of passion, emerging in angelic fashion, surrounded by your hearts wildfire, sculpted to your hearts desire