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Surrender
My mind is strangled in a sticky web
Of anxious thoughts
Fears are creeping around
A sweet desire is what I feel
Lips unable to make a sound
A voice whispers; this can’t be real
I’m hungry for your touch
It’s taking me higher
My lips search for your lips
Sweet smoke is rising from desire
All I can do is give into the moment
Just surrender
Of anxious thoughts
Fears are creeping around
A sweet desire is what I feel
Lips unable to make a sound
A voice whispers; this can’t be real
I’m hungry for your touch
It’s taking me higher
My lips search for your lips
Sweet smoke is rising from desire
All I can do is give into the moment
Just surrender
Published 15th Dec 2012
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