it comes down to me always finding time to hold you, to let you in to see what you do to my fears..for you wash them away with your concerns and your hopes..for ti is your prayers that heal my being..heals it to remind the world that love is not a lie..for my love sees to it that our emotions do not become the ashes of torment and separation...and of despair
for it is the earth who demands we no long hold our head down and wail..wail as if our love as died..died because of the torment of loss
i feel as if Ive been allowed to sing a song of renewal..one that tells the tale of Love's joyful caress..it lifts our hearts to height that even eagles dare not to attempt,
what words can tell of the joy that comes when my heart hears your voice,
or the rapture of my eyes when the see your vision before them,
or my arms and the grace that abides them when holding your form as to mold with mine,
let my mouth drink from your lips the wet nectar that is beyond your giving,
let my manhood nestle among your talents only to find comfort beyond the mound of Venus.
i shall find rest in your love and lay down among the stars to proclaim it to the heavens and sing your praises to God..for blessing me with your most earthly devotion.
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