Strings of Love

Straps bind my mind and so laced across my heart

Are your fingers of passion blessing me, kissing me, taking me away?

I fly high, wild and free when the bindings of your soul touch mine

As the morning sun warms my face, then noon day warms my limbs as they do grace

So you feel to me this day with you smiling face

Drawing me near with a lingering leer as our cadences changing, breaking

Thirsting tongues seeking quivers of passion won

2007, 2012

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