Just A Caress of My breath stuck
It's Gullying me out,
But my pleasures not hoarding out
Your Hands and glittery eyes lashed out with locked in shades,
My hands and legs are shaking
Like nuts and bolts cracking out,
Just a caress of love
Touch of your hands on my skin
Splashes out relief,
Just like that peace reaches to me inside out,
Like in heaven,
But I'll be fearing out
Yet I'll be waiting for you drenched out in Nirvana,
On the mountains always reaching out for your love like a mad saint that you already talked about
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