You and I tonight, love, without witnesses, stripped of fears, of doubts and shelter. We'll be two flames dancing in the wind, two bodies fused in the same breath.
We will be passion overflowing in our skin, an uncontainable river, a burning without quarter. Your hands, paths of fire and desire, my lips, abysses where I lose myself.
The moon hides, jealous in the sky, because she knows that everything here is pure fire. Our desires burn us, our heat melts us, our haste and modesty turn to ashes.
And time breaks in this madness, the hours surrender to lust. The shadows drink us, the sweat covers us, stars light up with every tremor.
Very slow, very deep, in sweet whispers, the breeze carries us across dark seas. We'll be lightning in the storm, explosion of stars, violent passion.
Until the dawn steals our spell and in its radiance finds us surrendered. But on our skins, tattooed with ardour, the echo of our love will linger.
A burning song of naked bodies, given to the fire in a deep rite. Until the dawn gives way to rest, we will keep the trace of this fiery love.
