i yearn the lure
as you wake me to dreams,
beckoning me and i am there
at your bidding
you're intoxicating, irresistible to
my every sense
oh, weave me your love,
spindle your lust
through those words that caress my soul
i believe in you,
consume me, bare to me your essence and
unclothe your soul
for you my belovéd
are all i honestly desire
as you wake me to dreams,
beckoning me and i am there
at your bidding
you're intoxicating, irresistible to
my every sense
oh, weave me your love,
spindle your lust
through those words that caress my soul
i believe in you,
consume me, bare to me your essence and
unclothe your soul
for you my belovéd
are all i honestly desire
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breathtaking... this one's a keeper!
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