Oh,take me hold me,love me like you do
With kisses sweet commend me to your heart
Love me like a tea of finest brew.
Love me like a coxes pippin tart.
oh,dance me,swing me, let me feel alive.
And let me feel your melody anew.
We get what we desire yet don’t deserve.
When one is made from love between the two.
Oh. lend me your maths textbooks for a while
I love irrational numbers like a child.
and transcendental pies do me beguile
i feel tonight my numbers dancing wild.
So ambiguous is my attitude to men
I wave and then I particle again
Thoughts displaced by rolling palpitations,
From left to right grow these numbing sensations,
A face which spirals down, drooping from smile to frown.
Time hibernates in this moment protracted,
Legs bow and shake to our drama just acted,
Senses into overdrive, does pain show you’re still alive?
Oxygen masks, Coxes’ rowing commands,
Heart beat machines is what love demands,
“You need time to relax”, prescriptions from Quacks,
Is love just a commonplace heart attack?
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