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Perhaps you can explain to me how you became my only sin. The chains of bondage set me free. Your funny way of getting in. You hold my heart within your hand. The ways and means you get inside. Resolve dissolved, I can't withstand. The love I find I cannot hide. In flight, my freedom takes delight. I tried to fight the way I feel. This love so wrong, it might be right. Your lips convince my soul it's real. Enraptured by your tender touch, Then, captured as I call your bluff. Until I find I have too much, Only to find - it's not enough. I sink to heights I can't describe. Then soar to depths above the clouds. Upon my heart - your name inscribed. My lusts consume, my love enshrouds. Entwined divinely at your feet. I craved, amazed, became insane. It's only lonely paths that meet. Your love conveys the way again. ![]()
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