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Flames consume my soul, as his hands caress my skin.
God I know it’s wrong, I know that it’s a sin.
When I look into his eyes, I can see the hungry desire.
I feel the heat of the moment, see the raging fire.
His kisses are so sweet, so absolutely divine,
But I shouldn’t be loving him, because this man
Will never be mine.
Passion fills my heart, I live so utterly confused.
The stakes are far to high, we both have to much to lose.
Neither of us are free, we each belong to another.
I shouldn’t think of him, my secret week end lover.
I knew that it was wrong, I have known it from the start,
But how do I walk away , when he lives within my heart.