Id sing  you  an old kumbaya,
I’d sing you these  praises , id kiss you  so tender with lips that sense  of honey , as you endure my  warmth ,  I promise  with every ache and tense,  Its written in vows.
ll  harbor us ,as we sale the  shores , it’s twilight  . !its my oath ,we are two at heart  Let  rekindle to what was lost , ,I’ve craved you now and then , beneath those delicate thighs, your warmth is my torment  . Our sacred is youthful, our pledge is rarer,our  little heaven,  ignites desires,  beyond  depth  beyond  love, For what I devote ,is what you ardor. Tonight the  stars  will grief with envy..