Pulse Into Flame

Mari blen. My hands are wandering slowly Across the fire of your skin. Hip, hip, ooh. A silent storm is rising Somewhere deep within. Mmm. Ooh, ooh. Your breath becomes a whisper That trembles in the dark. Hip, hip, ooh. My nails trace burning constellations, Leaving secrets as a mark. Mmm. Your touch is quiet thunder that melts me from Inside. Mmm. Your lips are tasting slowly, mmm, The places where I hide. Mmm. Ah, Ah, ooh. Ah, hip, hip, ooh. Mmm. Ah, ah, ooh. Ah, hip, hip, ooh. You bite into the silence, Then softer once again. Mmm. Hip, ooh. Between the pain and pleasure, My pulse becomes your flame. Mmm. The rhythm grows between us Like waves against the shore. Hip, ooh. Mmm, Each movement pulls me deeper. Mmm. And I am yours once more. Ah, ah, ooh. Ah, hip, hip, ooh. ooh. Ah, Hip, hip, ooh. Your touch is quiet thunder That melts me from inside. Mmm. Your lips are tasting slowly The places where I hide. You bite into the silence, then softer once again. Ooh. Between the pain and pleasure, Mmm, my pulse becomes your flame. Mmm. The fire slowly fades to embers, Still glowing in the night. Oh, hey. Your breath is warm upon my shoulder. Our shadows lost in light. Mmm. Ah, ah, Ooh. Ah, hip, hip, ooh. Mmm. Ooh. Ah, ooh. The storm that lived between us Now trembles soft and low. Mmm. Ooh. And in the quiet after, Our secret rivers flow. Mmm. Your touch is quiet thunder That melts me from inside. Mmm. Your lips are tasting slowly The places where I hide. Mmm. Ah, Ah, ooh. Ah, hip, hip, ooh. Ooh. You bite into the silence, Then softer once again. Ooh. Between the pain and pleasure, Mmm, pulse becomes your flame. Mmm. Your breath is close and burning, And I still want you more. Ooh. Ah, Ah, Hip, hip, Ooh.