POUR INTO ME
Pour into me Until my cup overruns And I will pour into you All of my passions With quality time Fill my tank And touch me as if My curves reside In your memory bank For that is my language of love And I will so reciprocate Whether it be coincidence Or whether it be fate That us two should meet Along life's journey Like bees Let's make honey Simona A. Brinson
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