Tongue Of Fire (1/1/02)

you are the tongue of fire
that stirs my soul to dance
the herald of the day
who owned me with a glance

the warmth of your embrace
distills the ghosts of past
and I can walk the clouds
within the spell you've cast

for when the rain does fall
and night brings darker hue
in time the day returns
as long as I have you

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