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My True Love

My true Love has my heart

Strokes it with passion

Holds me true to form

The unbroken bond

Over takes me with his rhythm

Souls merge locked in timeless grandeur

Provoking me to need more

I devoted a greed for the need to plead

As he strum my heart endlessly

A fury for drowning mercilessly into wine

My true love has my heart

Eyes roll nose implode wind blows

And we are where life begins and end

Tornado watches as we stop

Hit pause before the house explode

We disappear into a fine mist

Only to have a stolen kiss

My true love has my heart

He sways me plays me then lays me

Puts me to bed like an innocent baby

Shying for good dreams it seem are never ending

My true love has my heart