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A hush of lips upon pale skin
creates a flush rising from within,
primal need wakens desire
for you I burn with Autumn's Fire.

Finger's touch filled with wanderlust,
whispered words before the thrust,
in flesh and limbs we conspire,
for you I burn with Autumn's fire.

A breath of brisk wind stokes the flame
of wild passions nothing can tame,
in ecstasy we rise higher,
for you I burn with Autumn's fire.

A hush of lips upon pale skin
for you I burn with Autumn's fire.