of sweetness i write in my heart to you..
dear most precious love..
hold you in my arms, in my dreams tonight..
the loving gift of your life to honour to love to hold..
no distance binds me from what i love - the dreams i treasure in my soul, for you
oh you sweet and treasured love, of a sweet and gentle love..
oh how you save me with thy gentle love to hold..
sweetness, treasure - a pure beauty i behold,
to value and love - desires for the bold
some thing of value a man puts on skin,
to your heart a treasure of love grown bold,
oh gentle being that i forever hold - value the love i never sell..
for you are all my treasure - beautiful and intelligent..
loved not sold
can value by brute gold - hold a happiness ?
a happiness you can hold - till that skin stops growing cold..
glowing in the light of my body head - never surrendered,
surrendered - pleasures of the skin - within a soul in flight,
love is never old - always bold
oh i hunt - the dark..
coldness - shallow graves for the bored,
shelter those dreams you hold - love is never cold..
whenever - quivers down the spine.
love is never old,
for love is always bold.
love the rose @-/---
dear most precious love..
hold you in my arms, in my dreams tonight..
the loving gift of your life to honour to love to hold..
no distance binds me from what i love - the dreams i treasure in my soul, for you
oh you sweet and treasured love, of a sweet and gentle love..
oh how you save me with thy gentle love to hold..
sweetness, treasure - a pure beauty i behold,
to value and love - desires for the bold
some thing of value a man puts on skin,
to your heart a treasure of love grown bold,
oh gentle being that i forever hold - value the love i never sell..
for you are all my treasure - beautiful and intelligent..
loved not sold
can value by brute gold - hold a happiness ?
a happiness you can hold - till that skin stops growing cold..
glowing in the light of my body head - never surrendered,
surrendered - pleasures of the skin - within a soul in flight,
love is never old - always bold
oh i hunt - the dark..
coldness - shallow graves for the bored,
shelter those dreams you hold - love is never cold..
whenever - quivers down the spine.
love is never old,
for love is always bold.
love the rose @-/---
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