The Lover

I want to be the thief of your heart —

The growing desire within your soul

.

I am the bright red light in a winter night,

Asking you to go for the unreachable things.

You drive faster than ever before

When you know you’re on your way to me

.

Into the glow of a dangerous fire,

I say no, but crave your kiss of nicotine

.

I am the bright red light —

A burning flame

To warm your two gentle hands

.

ML

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