What a thing it is to love you
Every little
thing!
Its burning flames
On my skin
But baby it feels so
Good
To
love your every
Way
beginning and end
bad and so sad
I see that charred skin
I am crying out, oh baby, what a thing it is to love you!
And when I love you, the way a woman loves a man
Only one thing can
Be born
My body calling your divinity toward
Narrowed Eyes pitched to your full
Lips
Lips that must, must reach mine
I crave your fullness
Smother you in mine
Begging for just
Momentary freedom
between thighs soft, more than yellow
Bone
What a thing it is to love you
To wish for release
from you in me
or away to go
I cannot have you
Be my love
And I cannot
Let you go
Oh but baby, what a thing it is to love you
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