He takes me with him, oh so slowly
in circles he weaves stories
of my longings, of my passion
of my secret ecstasy.
What mysteries we walk through,
what colors we're creating
as he pulls me to his center and
takes possession of me.
He moves me fierce and tender.
He moves me like no other,
like a flame in the darkness
carried up against his heart.
He moves me fierce and tender
'til I'm breathless, 'til the morning
'til the ending, 'til "I love you",
and we walk away apart.
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