Desire
my fields on fire, my mind is lit
no amount of rain could ever douse this
I can't sleep I'm just to wired
this sweet, sweet taste of pure desire
I'm drinking this wine but it doesn't quench
my soul roped in and tightly cinched
the more you give, much more I want
my heart upon your sleeve you flaunt
I feel your skin as we ride this storm
all past dreams have been transformed
lightning strikes and leaves its mark
tattooed deeply on my heart
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