Jan 2016
Beauty, let me sleep beside you.
It's all I want to think about to do:
To be kept in your warm embrace
And find bliss together with you, my grace.
No, ashamed am I not of this feeling,
These desires. I know with what I'm dealing,
Though you might find me sick and old.
Know you are all I want to be foretold.
Next to you may I find peace,
Let the pain then finally cease.
Fall and fall, and fall again;
Let me just hold you to fight the **pain.
It's all I want to think about to do:
To be kept in your warm embrace
And find bliss together with you, my grace.
No, ashamed am I not of this feeling,
These desires. I know with what I'm dealing,
Though you might find me sick and old.
Know you are all I want to be foretold.
Next to you may I find peace,
Let the pain then finally cease.
Fall and fall, and fall again;
Let me just hold you to fight the **pain.
Written by
Rube Frost
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