Passion Flame

I am beside my one and only true love,
In this cold and freezing midwinter night.
I look a t her and feel free… Like a dove.
I am bewitched! Behold a beautiful sight!

We sit, cuddling in Fames of Passion,
Beside the fireplace… Beside the licking ember.
I looked at her again; I thought “What a marvelous sight!”
She is asleep! In a beautiful slumber.

She slowly opens her, she smiles at me alone,
We have our love, strong with our will.
As the flame sings its hot… yet romantic tone.
We warm each other tightly, as though cold with a chill.

But we have our Passion Flame, our Romantic Fire!
That will keep burning, burning without tire.