And I will bite you i will bite you into mine-ness no – no matter how many people use the pronoun. No matter how they use it No matter when they use it
I will be by you so tight so truly so deeply so that our brains will be one and our breaths as well.
I’ll turn that into the norm changing both our lives for better We’ll be ONE so much that’ll be a blasphemy for anyone else to call you “mine“.
They’ll see it, they’ll feel it. I said i am yours, and yours only. I cannot be anyone else, you said the same to me and trust is our foundation.
I bite You into mine-ness hard and constantly. and that is no blasphemy.
On the sand I doth carve love In round glyphs, simple verses chanted at dusk
Naked I got no stars in my pockets Standing staring at the face of the nascent evening In our shore, illuminated by the bonfires
I chant for us, beaten, yet stronger than the pulsing youth we had which one day will end Yet it’d us created, us, now by this ardent fire On this shore under the the nascent moon and the dancing flames.
Tell me You want me happy. Whisper me that and under my skin a sweet wild river for you will dance my woman spirit and Your mouth will drink it quenching our thirst.
Tell me of my place, as me say Yours you are my within burning torch Tonight, in the shade the burning sphere under this nascent moon Of a springtime night
Feel the happiness you own, if You just spread Your winged arms to collect my heart, my glyphs Your sadness will be past, such as mine
Turned into a nova of falling stars. lighting the shore, where once there was a little fire
Droplets of my Soul 