My hands graze my breasts,

feeling the marks left by the fire’s embrace,

remembering  passions forbidden by society’s glare,

a word, a kiss and lovers reunited for a moment,

always gone too soon, always gone too soon…

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In daylight we must part or

When the chime strikes the appointed hour,

Forever in tangled souls we are,

Unable to escape the memory of the each other

Always gone, gone too soon, always gone, gone too soon.