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Soul Ties
Tangled Flames
Fingers trace and lips collide,
A storm within that we can’t hide.
Our hearts beat fast, a secret drum,
Calling the night, our passions come.
The air is thick, the room a haze,
We lose ourselves in fevered gaze.
Each touch a spark, each sigh a flame,
Every kiss ignites a hunger untamed.
Yet danger lingers, soft and sly,
A thrill of sin beneath the sky.
We taste the sweetness, feel the sting,
The tension drawn on whispered string.
And in this tangle, hearts entwine,
A forbidden rhythm, sharp, divine.
Sweet like honey, dark like sin,
A world of desire we dive within.
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