When do you want our breaths to meet?
When do you want our souls to touch?
When do you want to feel the heat?
And make me drunk on our love?
When do you want our gazes to entwine?
And then taste each others sweetness?
When do you want our dreams to be love lined?
When do you want to surrender to this madness?
Wooooooooooosh ! You're steamin' up my P.C. sccreen, there, my dear.... A fine, sensual assault on the 4am, New York Mind....lol! A very fine penning in true... fjr
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My Response TO: When, Oh When O Dear! O Dear! Your queries make me alive? I wish; I had my breath again I wish; I had not lost my soul! I wish; I could feel your heat - And intoxicate you with my love! O Dear! O Dear! Your gazes entangle me to life? I wish; I still had the power to taste I wish; I still had my love dreams! I wish; I could surrender to my insanity – And liberate you towards freedom! O Dear! O Dear! My wails steers me to deafness! ! I wish; I had my ears, my eyes, I wish; I had my mind and the wish to wish!