Winter, Autumn, Summer, Spring by Cleo Patra - HTML preview

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RED FIRE PASSION

 

We met when hearts were flying

Cupid shot loveless hearts

Red roses covered bed sheets

and we wandered in the forest of loneliness

 

You were an angry and wounded lion

I was in scattered pieces standing in the heartbreak-rain

I thought we were not the same feather birds

You threw the first wishful pebble

I was between two rivers

 

We dance our uncertain dance

You didn't open at all

 

I lost hope when we said goodbye that first night

I looked through the smiling-star window thinking about you

when suddenly, the golden curtain opened

and my soul opened her eyes

Never before was I in this magical sphere

Was this only my imagination?

 

We started to run with our words

I swam in your words

We climbed our fantasy mountains

You asked me to step through the video door

I drank your freedom fireworks

 

You carried a suitcase full of baggage

Time to share wasn't yet there

Still I hope you'll open your suitcase for me

You opened it once, but thunder shut it again

Our souls made love in my cocoon

For a second our faces merged into one

 

You walked away

Is it only a detour

Will our breathes find each other again

Can we have a real kiss one day

I want to ballroom dance in your red fire passion someday