June 28th, 2011 at 10:36PM
Oh, oh, oh, I feel my temperature rising. Help me, I’m flaming. I must be a hundred and nine. Burnin’, burnin’, burnin’, and nothing can cool me. I just might turn into smoke, but I feel fine because your kisses lift me higher like the sweet song of a choir, and you light my morning sky with burning love. — Burning Love, Dennis Linde
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