****** drive,
a yearning of close when you're the thing I thrive.
Posture of a body built of a Goddess.
Nobody is perfect in the world baby, but I'm seeing you flawless.

I see something we could share together on a bed
When two wild fleshes come together to be one bound after we wed.

And as we both grow older.
A hopeful man like I could lift the weight of the world of your shoulder.

Stuck on the posture of your grace,
You stole my heart with a look on your face.
Before I could ever learn your name.
Stole my heart to leave me a heartless man. Baby you're to blame.

Making my point like a lost arrow.
Coming inside of you with such a opening of narrow.

Having you strong like a body of whiskey by the yearn of your posture.
You stole my heart and sooner or later it's going to cost you.