Treasure Island

Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

Love On Resin Setting Fire


Oh white Jasmine flower
Love on resin setting fire
Incense burning in my soul
Catching me on fire

Oh white Jasmine flower
I’m extracting oils
Wonderfully, heavenly
Essential to all my desire

Catching me on fire
Catching me on fire
Oh Blue Lotus star of fire
You’re a potent blend of desire

Love and resin
Incense burning in my soul
Catching me on fire
Love on resin setting fire

A burning in my soul
Oh pure innocence - together
We’ll burn our resin Incense
A wild forest fire shall burn

Catching you on fire
Catching me on fire
Till the honey drip
And the rosewood resins spit

Oh white Jasmine flower
Love and resin setting fire
Incense burning in my soul
Catching me on fire

Catching you on fire
Catching me on fire
Frankincense and myrrh
Magnolia and vanilla

Saffron and sandalwood
Amber and lavender
Catching me on fire
Catching you on fire

Oh Blue Lotus star of fire
You’re a potent blend of desire
Taking me higher
Taking me higher

Submitted: Wednesday, July 03, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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