Your strong arms can stop my panting
Stop my mind and send me gasping
Down into the waves of these stockings
Your hands and the sweat that lays on these hips
When that breath passes across the planes of those lips
That make my mind tick tock drip and stop
Like these strong arms that can stop my panting
Stop my blinking stop these hips from stopping moving
She sought those hands of rubble
And they that yearned those curls of trouble
A utopia a divine intervention a holy invention
This muse of mine this sirens high this gasping raspy
She'll never have me she'll never get this mind of mine
We can't define this lovers wine
Dionysus laughing spitting hacking
There's a peace she'll never find
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