Yet …. She Belongs to Another
Lips for taste
A neck on sweep in the distance
Before my eyes, there is your eyes to meet it.
I´ve heard you are beautiful;
A mind that needs to hear it;
My ears hear the chimes outside and like me I think you want to feel it.
Give me your hand
My gift, my blanket to sleep in
You are near me; to hold and put your coins in.
I´ve spent my whole life to bring me to you, beautiful.
Just for a moment -
You are mine,
in a tangle for tangle of hair;
in a coat for a coat to wear;
all the hands for a face in a jaded place;
Hold the thought to be naked.
Rise and be born again.
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