Passions Flame

Tempter of my body, my mind,
With passions flame, I burn.
I crave release, I cannot think,
But I wait for your return.

For punishment would befit the crime,
Should I disobey,
I could not survive, if I were to find,
From me you'd gone away.

So here I wait, and I endure,
The torment played on me.
Until the time you will return
My love, and set me free.
Copyright Dreambeliever 2001
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