With the Love Like This

 

With the love like this

churning me,

with the love like this rocking me,

How can I be afraid?

How can I hide in the dark corners

and moan?

the one who can intoxicate me

is here.

the one who can turn me on

is here.

how can I hide in the dark corners

and moan?

With the love like this

trees want to tear off their bark

and dance in the streets.

everyone and everything

want to turn into spirit

and soar the skies.

 

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