| A little taste is all I want to feel to know what flavor you are But there's something burning me (or am I simply burning inside) when I look at your lips And your eyes, so dark seem to pull me in to their blackness and make me forget everything around us Because you spark a flame in a place that's been quiet and cold for far too long and I'm ready to set this world ablaze in a moment's sinful pleasure so selfish am I to know this softness, heat and light Not caring if I am singhed to my core by what lips catching fire might do Yet it's not the right time for me to come alive to let me savor what I so wish to enjoy And I must wait for you to offer the cup that will quench or increase my thirst when you finally burn as much as I do. |
| Temptation |