Sing me your song

Published September 23, 2012 by largemargeuk

I don’t care
how many women
you have sung to beneath
this solitary moon
or how many of them
lay back in bliss
and ler your hands
roam over them
and groaned your name
over and again
as they felt you
burn into them, so deep.

Sing you song for me
like I am the only one
who has heard it.

Sing for me sweetly
and I will be yours
in any way
that you want me to be
Make me sway, make me sigh
to the pure light of your music.
I will devour you
flesh blood and salt.
sing me your song, singer
sing it to me
and as long as I feel
your soul in it,I am yours.

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