As she whispers, breaths a confession
Her desire, a fiery possession
Under the moon's silent watch, we merge
Passion's race, my pulse begins to surge
With each motion, a promise kept,
In her ocean, my resolve is swept,
Tracing lines where fire flows
Lost in the maze that only she knows
Her sighs paint symphonies in the night
In this dance, our sparks ignite
our bodies bound in ecstasy we weave
even when I'm gone, I never really leave
With each pulse, our time is stolen
In her essence, my soul is woven.