I placed my love on the cloud of passion,
and built a raging fire of desire. Intense
the magic of emotion, granted to the
heavens, the key to control sea power.

Gently woven are the threads of love,
the weave a bright brick red. Soul to
soul the twine cannot be broken, as
it tightens and in my life embeds.

Tempestuous the wind twines us together,
trapped into its stormy swirl. Sail high
above the waves, we consume to fill
the hunger from what we crave.