A love that burns us

 
The wine glass is full,
in it I reflect myself,
and you tenderly embrace me
in the prelude of our love
and the passion that burns us
inside and clouds our reason.
It's our night,
and of love we'll make a splurge,
your lips will meet
and mine in a longed-for kiss,
in a longed-for kiss of love.
Kiss me my beloved
make time stand still
Until our love culminates.
I've waited for you,
You don't know how much I've dreamed of you
And today you'll finally be by my side.
On my bed I've put roses,
red roses that symbolize our love,
a love that burns us
inside and clouds our reason.