Slow Dancing in a burning room

In the twilight's tender glow we sway, Two souls entwined, lost in love's ballet, But shadows fall upon our fervent flame, As whispers hint, we'll never be the same. Each touch, a fleeting spark, electric grace, Yet in your eyes, a hint of distant space, We dance, our hearts aflame, but in this gloom, We're slow dancing in a burning room. Passion's fire ignites our hearts tonight, But futures fade in fading candlelight, We savor love, though tears begin to loom, In the silence of our burning room. Two lovers locked in this bittersweet embrace, A farewell dance, a melancholic grace, We kiss goodbye, though it feels too soon, In the ember's glow of our burning room.