Bring It
I stand ready
bring it on,
come on big boy
lets hear your song
Your talk is loud
and full of fluff,
come on Darlin’
pick it up
Running my finger
down your face,
takes you to
another place
Stroking your hair
twirls a strand,
while I hold
and rub your hand
You moan dreamy
going to sleep,
I know you fall
right in so deep
Calm and free
you float the sky,
while I sit writing
closely by
And when I want
that pretty thing,
I twitch the end
of this string
Streaming in
my D.N.A,
Is a part of you
I carry always
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