Palpitate at a rate elevate
the degree for which revelry
has accosted me I see please
let this motion wash over me.

Associate and follow over
my numbing thumb twists
over your fingers feel this
bliss as I touch your wrist.

I am only fine if you are so
very calm I am now I glow.
Now this feeling I’m feeling
you planted long ago I grow.

Hide not the smiles let your
hair hang down over shoulders.
I feel your words and see you;
but feel and see I am bolder.

Let to fruition your ambition
to discover where I tickle.
I am flying so high now I am
no longer whom you call fickle.

Let this waterfall passion flow
where the skin and tounge
meet and greet the sky rejoice;
at touch yours my heart runs.

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