Never Land of Indulgence Revised Version
Oh if i had the wings of an eagle
i would swoon to pick you up
and take you to a place
i call never land
where passion is the beverage
that parched lips taste
where scorching love cascade
never are your desires gratified 100%
they are continually foraged
upon the bed of elation
diminish burdens and be uninhibited
let go of all your encumbrances
let me my love liberate your mind and soul
as i take you on a fervent journey
that will tantalize your very essence
and trigger an excruciating nostalgia
that only can be pacified by I
Copyright © April Mitchell | Year Posted 2013
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