Your arms, my home
Falling desperate
Your body, my dome
My mind, dreams creates
Your touch
Baby, is everything i lust,
Your words
Play around with my senses and trust.
Our hearts, this love
These chains that interviene,
This lust, like a dove
Keeps flying, levels then raise.
Who knows
What the future holds
Yet in this moment,
It's only you whom i want to hold.
It's might only be your touch
That i cherish
Or is it your heart too
To hold which forever, i wish.
Falling desperate
Your body, my dome
My mind, dreams creates
Your touch
Baby, is everything i lust,
Your words
Play around with my senses and trust.
Our hearts, this love
These chains that interviene,
This lust, like a dove
Keeps flying, levels then raise.
Who knows
What the future holds
Yet in this moment,
It's only you whom i want to hold.
It's might only be your touch
That i cherish
Or is it your heart too
To hold which forever, i wish.
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