In the arms of passion
We die too soon
And lose our way
Before love is found
Your touch is light
And our breathing heavy
The world is fading
We fly through the stars
With each touch
Slickened salty move
Our hearts pound
Desperation
Lips dry
Searching
Reaching
Pulling
Pushing
Working
Collision - Earth with moon
And we die too soon
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