To my imagination, you are a sweetest joy My mind's rove in all blessed dalliance Time is no rush, which sweet-time destroy In this shadow of such an illusive romance We dance, to make pictures on a far wall Silhouettes in this passionate rise and fall
In a candle's light, there's no harsh offence To imitate our love in dark depiction Swaying impressions in black's pretence So the candle dances our love's hot friction We dance, to make pictures on a far wall Silhouettes in this passionate rise and fall
Our shadows kiss in followed simulation Tender is my love in this dark desire Inspired, the flame of this sweet situation Dark reflections erect the magic higher We dance, to make pictures on a far wall Silhouettes in this passionate rise and fall
Interaction of love does unite the form As we enter the joy of sensual infusion Two shadows merge, one tempered storm Sexually black in copulations' confusion We dance, to make pictures on a far wall Silhouettes in this passionate rise and fall.
SILHOUETTES OF LOVE.
To my imagination, you are a sweetest joy My mind's rove in all blessed dalliance Time is no rush, which sweet-time destroy In this shadow of such an illusive romance We dance, to make pictures on a far wall Silhouettes in this passionate rise and fall
In a candle's light, there's no harsh offence To imitate our love in dark depiction Swaying impressions in black's pretence So the candle dances our love's hot friction We dance, to make pictures on a far wall Silhouettes in this passionate rise and fall
Our shadows kiss in followed simulation Tender is my love in this dark desire Inspired, the flame of this sweet situation Dark reflections erect the magic higher We dance, to make pictures on a far wall Silhouettes in this passionate rise and fall
Interaction of love does unite the form As we enter the joy of sensual infusion Two shadows merge, one tempered storm Sexually black in copulations' confusion We dance, to make pictures on a far wall Silhouettes in this passionate rise and fall.
