If you look at me that way again;
penetrating my length,
softly taking me in,
devouring me with strength,
imagining me your sin.
I shall crumble & give you my soul;
as together we find it all,
softly taking us through,
a life without the cold,
hearts warm as we consume.
If you speak to me that way again;
placing dreams in my head,
promise what won't begin,
elevate love with your breath,
tease to nurture your whim.
You shall be adhered to my heart;
so to keep it falling apart,
placing your song in my eyes,
brightened by your vital spark,
living beneath your skies.
So don't speak to me with your voice, or your eyes.
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