I want to hear it
Taste it
Your … bliss
And I know the way
To tickle it out
Tease it out
Oh, how
I want it
You look at me
And I sense it
Boiling inside
Of you, yet you
Are controlling it
I want to make
You lose it
To cry it
To call it out
In an insistent
Rush of
Delight
Bring it here to me
It is in your secret breath
The one at the bottom
Of your lungs
The one you save
For me
Taste it
Your … bliss
And I know the way
To tickle it out
Tease it out
Oh, how
I want it
You look at me
And I sense it
Boiling inside
Of you, yet you
Are controlling it
I want to make
You lose it
To cry it
To call it out
In an insistent
Rush of
Delight
Bring it here to me
It is in your secret breath
The one at the bottom
Of your lungs
The one you save
For me
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