soften me with those gentle eyes of yours caress my soul like how you brush your lips to mine;
i'd be the music to the rhythmic sways of your hips the soft echoes from your mouth the art of which i painted across the streets of your skin;
feel me like how music changes your emotions from the vibration of my finger tips;
i'll devour your sanity like the collision of the sun and moon the setting and the rising— the arching and the gasping.
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