A Tempest Of Lust
I proffered my body, and gave you my heart
Your love was warm, like deep summer time, Passion personified, could your body be mine? You stood there and watched, beckoning me, To make love to you, to set my cravings free. You saw my thirst, and offered the ocean blue, Took all I could give, the moon, the stars, even the sunset too, You measured my lust, by how deep I would fall, And judged my need, by how low I was willing to crawl. I proffered my body, and gave yo...