I BURN FOR YOU – Marilyn Armstrong

Isn’t it odd how the language of love is all about burning and fire?

This song,  “Kiss of Fire” (Georgia Gibbs – 1952) was on the flip side of “Red Sails In the Sunset.” Even as a little kid, I found this song hilarious. Totally over the top. Every time I hear it, I laugh. It’s so … intense. Kind of the way I felt about love when I was 14. You know. All consuming? Soul mates forever?

Former relationships are “old flames.”

If you love someone but have not (yet) declared yourself? You are “carrying a torch.”

When a relationship gets tired, the chemistry is gone and “the fire has gone out.”

A powerful yearning for someone is a “burning passion.”

I had this song on a 45 rpm vinyl record. I was five. I memorized the words and have been singing it ever since. If I’m in the right mood, I will still sing it to Garry. He begs me to stop, but I persist.

I particularly love this line:


“If I’m a slave, then it’s a slave I want to be.
DON’T PITY ME. DON’T PITY ME!”

KISS OF FIRE

I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying
Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying
And though I see the danger, still the flame grows higher
I know I must surrender to your kiss of fire

Just like a torch, you set the soul within me burning
I must go on along this road of no returning
And though it burns me and it turns me into ashes
My whole world crashes without your kiss of fire

I can’t resist you, what good is there in trying
What good is there denying you’re all that I desire
Since first I kissed you my heart was yours completely
If I’m a slave, then it’s a slave I want to be
Don’t pity me, don’t pity me

Give me your lips, the lips you only let me borrow
Love me tonight and let the devil take tomorrow
I know that I must have your kiss although it dooms me
Though it consumes me, your kiss of fire
Since first I kissed you my heart was yours completely
If I’m a slave, then it’s a slave I want to be
Don’t pity me, don’t pity me

Give me your lips, the lips you only let me borrow
Love me tonight and let the devil take tomorrow
I know that I must have your kiss although it dooms me
Though it consumes me, your kiss of FIRE.

Author: Marilyn Armstrong

Writer, photography, blogger. Previously, technical writer. I am retired and delighted to be so. May I live long and write frequently.

12 thoughts on “I BURN FOR YOU – Marilyn Armstrong”

      1. Love it when Georgia belts out..”Don’t pity meeee….”
        I’ve had “Devil or Angel” playing in my head. Not sure why.
        ‘devil or angel..will you be mine…my darlin’ baby..love you all the time…” It was never on my “hits of he week” list but it just keeps playing and playing in my brain. Maybe it’s for Bonnie who’s been playin’ me a lot lately.

        “devil or angel…will you be mine………I’m just a fool…in love….with youuu….”

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  1. I guess fire has always been the element of passions – fiery temper, blazing rows, burning desire, smouldering eyes, as you say. Water, air and earth don’t quite cut it as alternatives… 🙂

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    1. “I mud for your lips” doesn’t have the tumult of “I burn for your touch.”

      The wind blows your love to me? That’s not bad. The river flows with your love? Not too awful. But the fire of desire probably wins hands down 😀

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    1. There’s “Mad Love” an ancient film with Peter Lorre. Never saw it. Not sure if it’s a rom-com with Peter Lorre and his tortured eyes.

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