COME TO ME. Be my music, the melody I long to hear. You're the instrument I want to play, the dance I need to prance, my chance to find the true beat to my drum... hmmm and YUM!
Without your love I know not where I'd be, certainly unfree in a cage dreaming of being engulfed in your arms, admiring your charms, and drenched in all the goodness that is you.
But alas, there's nothing I can do to instigate your return. My stomach churns. I worry aout your fate; wondering if it's too late. And the grate, shaving the last of our affection; Once perfection, it dwindles toward oblivion without chance of resurrection.
The end of an era, a wondrous time, no longer yours, never really mine...
I still feel sublime, knowing what was once shared, spared, cared. Two hearts bound fared.
Now, time to grow apart. board the cart and be grateful for that long lost start.