By B.K.
Date: 2004 Mar 11
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My mind rails at you
While my lips wail
Blues of missing you
More than reason concedes
No matter how much
I want to kiss one lip
Biting the other raw
The complexity of this love
Breaks the fall
Passion leaves me
Spread open wide
My heart song temperate
True love the conqueror
With ecstasy softly whispering