My heart needs an outlet
To allow my love to flow,
A channel to vent my emotions
A pathway to let desire grow.
My mind needs an avenue
To direct my thoughts aright,
A manual to lead my intentions
A passageway to bring to light.
My soul needs an egress
To release my bowels pain,
A guide to share my inventions
A highway to make them plain.
My heart, my mind and soul
To you they willingly flow,
An exodus in your direction
A doorway to your sweet soul.
Sweetheart, you are my exit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is too much like a love poem for me to enjoy a lot. bowels pain? ouchy! ! ! thanks for sharing. bri :)