I could place my word within your throat
Leave you a most intimate note
Or would you prefer a pearl bloom
Within your rectory or room?
If I lay my sword down
Between your holy fruits
I could fill your bowl with
Flowers from my holy root
You will be consecrated mine
If I decorate your spine
Or you might take me in your hand
Row my boat until it lands
When I come upon your sovereign sands
- Author: MikeDubisch ( Offline)
- Published: April 2nd, 2022 00:03
- Category: Love
- Views: 26
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