Let's keep this feeling flowing genuinely, in the air..up the mountains...through the rivers..while my body quivers, from your touch..your songs..your, stories. Oh the glory..lurking beneath the surface.. I no longer..feel any worries...
Stress free, thanks to thee.. To me, romance was dead but you, you must a felt that and just felt compelled & the need to feed me the desire, excitement and enlightenment, I was entitled and secretly yearning for, all along.
Close the door babe..let's stay late.. Cover ourselves fully, in this fate. The mystery might be the only luster here but you..you have a fanciful mind dear..and if you don't mind..I'd like to crawl inside...but There's an ignition lock, you must unlock and then I can walk through & take the tour...if your willing to meet halfway;
Partially past the point of mixture...a lukewarm room filled with pictures. The halfway mark between a dream...to dream to see you, in my sleep.
There...in the house filled with laughter, a fanciful pattern, with intertwined vines and flowers. Taking a warm, love shower filled with love-bubbles...and each bubble supplies the undercover positive energy you suffice, feeling and smelling..niicee.
..Your love, is like an empty safe, but you could show me love....and be my lover, all at once.
You and I, secretly loving...secretly making something great ...in just one day..
I know it's strange.. I'm on this plane and every cloud I embrace, I see your face...an eye for an eye, sound for a sound. I believe every sound, tumbling...bubbling from..your mount-spring.
I found you, in my dreams and now...your here in flesh and I...feel no fear. Although, I probably should cause you seem...too good to be true. Where are you coming from? ..eat my belly baby and hunt me down...kill the beeez in these treeez. Did you sell your soul for charm, like a snake starring into someone...
the world in perspective, it's a matter of lies. The lies in perspective...the world in your eyes. We can be the two wild-berry wilder beasts sleeping in the wilderness, wildly playing strings on a Sunday.
You make me smile and i make you tired... That gooood kinda tired tho, physically and mentally, ya know..like smokin' a dro..or four. Visually seeking, IT.
And you..you love it too...just as much as I do.
Maybe were both crazy baby..but, tell me a secret... Humbled and aroused...I'm drowning and melting at the sound of you...your voice and your words...Read to me, sing to me..simply, talk to me. "Don't ever think romance is dead"...someone fed me that piece of bread and it's easy now, to believe and see, cause with my own eyes ive seen the clarity of love you've..shown me.
Now, I'm never corny...but this..this is fresh..you've got my my insides filled with mesh...mush..kush..Feeling
creative currency creates destiny, so king...walk this line with me, darling.. I'll shape-shift into a mosquito and fly to you....you want my body and I..want you. May I have you? Let me show you what you've shown me..let's spend hours on end indulging...let's get this going.
Took a stranger to teach me, to look into loves beautiful face....let's watch the stars at night and maybe physically..you can give me each and every one...The Love..slipping from my lips, down my chin..and onto..your lap.
Taste the stars...taste the love, raining down..on us. Our made up world, our space..our thoughts & plans... Come show me what your made of, lifesaver..like the candy..
Hey bay-b, Come...make love to me, show me....come..let's just be.... Bizarre and fantastically free...
inordinate excitement & enlightenment.. Let's seize our movement dripped in this moment..me' being the queen of this space & you..being the king of this castle.
Inordinately excited.
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