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.

7. Love Me Last Love me last, love me first, Quench my body, quench my thirst. Hold me now, hold me then, Again and again, love me again. Through every storm, through every fight, Through whispered dreams in soft moonlight. Never falter, never stray, Stay with me in night and day. Love me last, when shadows fade, When fire dims and nights grow jade. Still find me waiting, still find me near, Still loving me without a fear. And when the world is cold and thin, I’ll know the truth of loving me. Seven ways, one vow, one spin: Love me fully, or let me be.