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Wednesday, December 28, 2011

The Heart Of The Sun

The throbbing pulse of my racing heart
My body glows, in the pale moonlight
Waves of heat roll over my skin
A beacon, calling out in the night

Guiding you safely into my arms
Shining bright like the heart of the sun
Burning brightly as you approach me
A phoenix dancing in the darkness

Like moths we dance close to the candle
Soaring then plunging to the center 
Of unquenched desire's molten core
I burn for you like the heart of the sun.

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