Lover's Corral

I have waited centuries for your touch, And even now I can barely get enough. I cry to you, baby don’t ever leave, For you are all I need to believe. Believe in this journey they call life, I can no longer feel the tip of the knife. When with you my wounds heel fast, I am finally ready to forget the past. Never have I felt this rush before, A true sensation I can’t ignore. I feel younger, stronger, prouder, I won’t hold it in, I shout it louder. Skin tight, our temperatures fuse, A race for you is one I will never lose.