Passion's Grip

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In moonlit shadows, where secrets sigh,
Two hearts entwined beneath a crimson sky.
A dance of danger, a thrilling chase,
In passion's grip, we find our place.

Your eyes, like embers, flicker with desire,
Igniting a flame that burns like fire.
But in your smile, a haunting trace,
Of love and longing, a deadly embrace.

We meet where roses bloom and wilt,
A garden of thorns, where passion is built.
With every kiss, a price to pay,
As shadows gather, we lose our way.

You pull me close, yet push away,
In your sweet torment, I long to stay.
A love that tempts, a love that binds,
In darkness woven, our fate unwinds.

The night whispers tales of hearts undone,
Of lovers lost, and battles won.
Yet here we stand, in this forbidden dance,
Two souls entwined in a wicked romance.

In every heartbeat, a tale of sin,
A longing that drags me deeper within.
So let the world watch, let the heavens weep,
For in your arms, I surrender, I leap.

Though fate may conspire, and shadows may loom,
I crave your darkness, I thrive in your gloom.
For love, my dear, is a tempest so stark,
In the depths of night, we ignite the dark.

AN: Random and was bored so I created this

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