When your lips awaken mine, golden silence starts to shine, and we drift beyond the night wrapped in light, wrapped in light. Your hands are steady, warm, and strong, mine are soft where I belong. Your strength becomes the heart of me, my tenderness sets your spirit free. I am drawn to all your fire, you are drawn to my desire. Round and round our shadows move, turning slowly into love. ⸻ Then a distant voice appears, softly singing through the years: “To love is a lantern bright burning gently through the night. To be loved is fading flame, but to love endures the same.” ⸻ Two opposing souls unite in the sweetness of one kiss, and the light that we create spills around us in golden bliss. You hold my face within your hands as though love itself commands that this fleeting world must stay frozen in this waltzing day. I reach upward for your neck, breathless in our sweet unrest. Closer, closer still we move, lost within the dance of love. Again your lips return to mine, warm as sacred summer wine. And the more our bodies sway, the less I wish to turn away. Every trembling, tender sigh pulls another longing from your eyes. Every movement softly grows into deeper, sweeter gold. ⸻ Whenever we touch, whenever we turn, golden sparks around us burn. Like silk around our hearts they shine, binding your soul gently with mine. And the light our love has made spreads across the dark like flame, lifting us beyond the air, higher still, beyond despair. ⸻ Then once more the voice returns, while the golden lantern burns: “To love is a lantern bright burning gently through the night. To be loved is fading flame, but to love endures the same.” Two opposing souls unite in the sweetness of one kiss, and beneath the gold above, our souls dissolve into love.
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