A magic stirs within the frame,
A fragrance blooms with your sweet name.
My heart, a drumbeat in my ears,
My heart, a drumbeat in my ears,
I am the void, and you are here,
And you are here.
A magic stirs within the frame,
A fragrance blooms with your sweet name.
My heart, a drumbeat in my ears,
My heart, a drumbeat in my ears,
I am the void, and you are here,
And you are here.
A current flows, a heady wine,
In such a state, whose senses shine?
Your restless form, a whispered plea,
In silent signs, you speak to me.
Embraces tighten, hold so near,
Faces draw, dispelling fear.
Your color blazes, wild and free,
Your lips, a tremor, speak to me.
I am the void, and you are here,
And you are here.
These trembling hands, a burning heat,
Your softened lips, a pleasure sweet.
A thirst revealed within your gaze,
As lashes fall in shy, soft haze.
Oh, in your veins, a current starts,
My body leaps, my spirit parts,
A fire ignites, a burning brand,
Where two forms melt, hand in hand.
I am the void, and you are here,
And you are here.
A magic stirs within the frame,
A fragrance blooms with your sweet name.
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