Rapt in your eyes, the fever of the moment burns
Stoking ripples of magic in the deeps of my heart
Intoxicated on the liquor of the moment, it churns
The majestic truth of Love it diligently imparts
In fires of red, your spirit's beacon beckons me
Cascading bright with mad sparks of bliss
In its flame I am warmed, made wild and free
Touched and blessed for its passionate kiss
With ardour, be the blossom to my Spring
And beautify my soul's barren plains
We'll warm it with Love's carolling
That mutual refrain
Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 2:07 AM UTC
Rapt in your eyes, the fever of the moment burns
Stoking ripples of magic in the deeps of my heart
Intoxicated on the liquor of the moment, it churns
The majestic truth of Love it diligently imparts
In fires of red, your spirit's beacon beckons me
Cascading bright with mad sparks of bliss
In its flame I am warmed, made wild and free
Touched and blessed for its passionate kiss
With ardour, be the blossom to my Spring
And beautify my soul's barren plains
We'll warm it with Love's carolling
That mutual refrain
