Let us soar on this cadence dearest
Whilst my sweet nothings
Send you to a rapture
Let us weave gossamer dreams dearest
Whilst silk of my hair
Tickles your face
Let your rough stubble prick me dearest
Whilst my soft skin
Gifts you this world
Let this sweet embrace melt me dearest
Whilst cry of my soul
Is heard by your heart
Let promise of life fulfill dearest
Whilst you throb within me
My eyes close at last
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