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New Day
What is it about a woman
Which stirs a man's desire
I dream
I imagine
More than I should say
And what are tellings
I wish the world was a different place
I wonder how you kiss
How you would taste
Would their sweetness flow
Like your words
Spilling, wave after wave
Fierce, determined
Passionate in your desires
I can only imagine
My kisses tracing the art of you
The ink of your story
Gently carassing every scar
Lips lingering over the echoes of your pain
As if I had the healers art
For I fear there's still a war
Waged within as much as with out
And I would find the peace
That slips like shadows through your soul
Is that too close for you
Its only the wisps of dreams
Spilled in words that travel too far
Yet the heart of me whispers
Not far enough
Let me design your next tattoo
So that part of you is mine
Which stirs a man's desire
I dream
I imagine
More than I should say
And what are tellings
I wish the world was a different place
I wonder how you kiss
How you would taste
Would their sweetness flow
Like your words
Spilling, wave after wave
Fierce, determined
Passionate in your desires
I can only imagine
My kisses tracing the art of you
The ink of your story
Gently carassing every scar
Lips lingering over the echoes of your pain
As if I had the healers art
For I fear there's still a war
Waged within as much as with out
And I would find the peace
That slips like shadows through your soul
Is that too close for you
Its only the wisps of dreams
Spilled in words that travel too far
Yet the heart of me whispers
Not far enough
Let me design your next tattoo
So that part of you is mine
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