Passions Together
Vacuum draws two Passions Together.
Drawn closer, closer, oh the kiss,
Condenses Passions Mist.
Now it clings, together,
Heaving breasts, pounding hearts,
Restarts.
Announcing the arrival in the Garden
Passions fruit nibbled then caressed.
The love shared, now unguarded,
Betwixt our breasts.
The Passions Fruit departs,
Breathing deeply the heat is cooled
By the words of love.
Passion is the Fruit of love
On this ship of fools.