fire
Cheek to cheek and heart to heart
but not yet lip to lip.
Your racing heart betrays your need.
Every second we touch
I risk being consumed by fire.
but every second we touch
I feel alive.
Cheek to cheek and heart to heart
but not yet lip to lip.
Your racing heart betrays your need.
Every second we touch
I risk being consumed by fire.
but every second we touch
I feel alive.
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