My heart burns for her like an open flame dancing in the midnight wind.
Although I know she can not feel the same I simply can’t let the fires end.
Burning now long through the night and in my dreams I see her face.
A scared little girl shaking in fright yet a woman elegant and full of grace
She knows not how I long for her the embers in my soul burning bright
Veiled in shadow my love for her must hide like an assassin in the night
Cold and wicked yet burning with lust I need her and want her more each day
I’m not the one who betrayed her trust ,still how can I be the one to steal her away
I shall try and fall get up and try once more try for as long as my heart will allow
Her heart will be mine and I will heal the sore though I cant know when or how
So I sit and I dream my heart is still aflame the wind blows and sings loves sweet song
Her heart shall ignite in this passion game she will be my sweet prize for right or wrong
