The lights behind your eyes
Your passion is my paradise
I become filled with oxytocin
Breathing out my oxygen
Taking in your every oxide
Love burning like peroxide
Then that capture
When our eyes lock
Those seconds after
Your hand grasps my skin
Pulling my blood from within
Releasing me back down to rest
After those seconds left
The fire we made
The burn in the core
My body your personal guitar
Those seconds pass
Then the grasp
It happens once more
A final kiss
Ends the show
But I'm begging for an encore
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