Young Love

I love you.
That smooth sweet feeling
That draws my head back
That finds the woman
Buried far under my youth
That surfaces
I give every bit of my woman to you.
Let it be.
Hold it in your hands
Kiss me.
And darling set me free like a bird
For I belong to you
And I’ll return
With passions burning.
I am your dove
Your never ending
Sweet young love.

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