Where there's a spark 

in the dark

a fire's about to burn,

is what lovers know

each in their own turn.

With heart and soul

a flame will grow

when you lay with me.

A crimson glow

will ebb and flow

through cries of ecstasy.

It's a primal need

how our bones bleed

right down to their core.

Fast and slow

beyond control

our bodies yearn for more.

When there's a spark

in the dark

we've learned to feed the flame.

Like an endless pyre

we burn on fire

giving lust a name.

It's a deep desire

down to the wire

that keeps us in the dark.

With heart and soul

two bodies know

fire comes from a spark.