A kiss of passion,
In a moment’s lapse,
Seems to linger longer,
With a fervent fiery flame,
Burning between our avid lips.

Wrapped up in a romantic nuance;
A feeling never felt,
Never known, never shown,
Never till now,
Under the moon’s radiant glare.

We feel the wind blow smoothly,
As it caresses our cheeks ever so tenderly,
And we embrace the dark night’s sky,
As my head tilts closer to you,
And our eyes meet in a timeless glance,
Before they close and we drift,
Into each other’s hearts.

One heart beat, not two,
Our kiss is the rhythm of a euphonic melody,
That of which can’t be sung,
‘cause the lyrics we cannot fathom.

But I know the song very well,
It’s the tune that will never cease playing,
In my heart,
When I’m with you . . .