By B.K.
Date: 2006 May 09
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Nights of Fire


He makes love to his guitar

The way your hands touch me

The way your soul summons mine

And the way this music of desire

Sways across the latitude and longitude

Of times most passionate moments

This festival of love

Rises with the sun

Then sets with the moon

In a never ending kiss of fire

(c)PassThe Passion Please...bk2006