Hold Tight
Hold me
Let in the love
Mind swamped, warmth felt
Our pulses racing, which will win
Hold me
Let out the pain
Mind eased, cold spent
Our pulse blending, no one gain
Hold you
Lets up the pace
Mind willing, thoughts flow
Our pulses flutter, who's to know
Hold you
Let down the fog
Mind coiled, spring forth
Our pulses steady, feelings morph
Hold tight
Let all endure
Mind meld, Moods weld
Our pulses blended, real gold
(c) Rhumour
April 18th 2008
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