Desire

Make me your queen.

Forever, you’re my king.

The throttle of my needs,

The pulse of my hunger.

Your sweet scent fills my mind

And I wander. Wander into your fields

To stay.

To stay.

To stay.

Forever you’re my king,

Make me your queen.

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