The sweet freedom of your touch
The way the brush of your lips
Seems to reach
the ache in my bones
How your warmth
Serves as an antidote
To the corrosion
in my heart's beat
This, for you
May be a drop in an ocean
Of gestures that are formulated
For lust; desire
I know but only
How to love
with the whole ocean
Of gestures that are formulated
For lust; desire
I know but only
How to love
with the whole ocean
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