You bring a gentle fire to my heart
And a reviving spring shower to my mind
You and I were intertwined from the start
Our hands not to part, rather to bind
I trust you if you were to guide me blind
I believe in you
And from the moment your lips met mine
The rush was fresh and new
The rush remains
Simply knowing by you I am claimed
From day to day
The same energetic sway
they'll call it what they will
They'll say what they may
still ill never never tire
Ill never get enough of that,
That tingling rush
Of that little thing I call
Your love <3
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