If you said, 'It pleases me...'
I'd strip to my soul
and attend your every thought
with handfuls of petals
and clouds of incense
I'd stop my heart's thunder
if silence moved you
And pour blood from my veins
like rain, to lull you to sleep
your whim, my joy
your sigh, breath of heaven
your eyes, light the way
lead me on, teach me
let me please you.
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