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Want me

Said that I don’t care

So how come when I’m alone,

But of course I do

Only think of you?

I don’t know if you want me

Only been in love

Maybe once or twice

Now I’ve had a taste of you,

Got me so enticed.

The magic cup

Rightly to you everything;

My heart, soul, bitter passion,

To you my love, anything,

Our pressed skin cool and ashen.

In dreams, divine connection,

Your kissed lips and face elude,

Longing for your affection,

A bestial lust accrued.

The lovers cup communion;

Our bodies entwined tightly,

Under the stars reunion,

To me you belong, rightly.

My kind of woman.

Making me crazy

Yeah but that’s alright with me

On my hands and knees

Please show me your world

Aslong as you’re next to me

Just the two of us

Oh baby oh sweetheart

You’re my my kind of woman

It’s really no fuss.

They rose up in air

Return my love, willingly

To the stars of whom bore-us;

How they’ll gleam most brilliantly,

Whence our ancestors chorus.

Green eyes that spur obsession,

Lips that I have kissed before

Here lies a feint depression,

Where you laid and will once-more.

Our hearts and souls liberate

The mundane world hence unlearned

Spirits joined to conflagrate;

To the stars we shall return.

A different age

Oh you don’t know me

Cause I’m from a different age

And you can’t see me

And you could hurt me

You wouldn’t know what to say

You should believe me

Our dreams are the same

But a life without love, that’s-

God, that’s just insane.

Dream

Entwined, our hearts Destiny;

To be one, to be divine,

Regret not thy trust-in-me.

Fear not twin souls wouldst align.

In dreams I search endlessly,

For your warmth, your heart illume;

To die again painlessly-

Under a starless, full-moon.

Mother, wife, true belonging;

Fulfilled in me, love enshrined,

Thy fate thou art prolonging;

Our spirits are yet Entwined.

Moon undah water

Innocent bullshit

I see what you tryna pull

Warm but not in love.

Yeah she’s just a tease

Oh the moon under water

Completely at ease

Oh he’s a poor son.

With a sexy little thing

He is so in love.

Sky of Stars

Waiting I gaze longingly

Beseeching the stars align

My heart sought yours doggedly

But to whom may I opine?

Spoken word pure happiness

Love and light is your domain

The stars may yet acquiesce

know our love will yet remain

Your beauty haunts breathlessly

Your soul is mine for baiting

Spirits live on deathlessly

But for the moment, Waiting.

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