From My Knowing Lips
I can feel the dark rising heat
Again and again whenever you carry a feet
I know am yours, whenever tour presence greet
O beloved to you I submit
From my knowing lips oh! I will say
Dear love, am yours whatever may come
Unconcerned with the world, beside you I will stay
And drive you through the storm
From my knowing lips will come
Words that weave your beautiful dresses
Words from a heart that knows your stun
And pecks that will heal your bleeding hurt
On my knowing lips will be words
That light your world
And with me, will be swords
That fights your wars
Copyright © White Sage | Year Posted 2016
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