My heart

My heart flies on the wind
Wild and free

Blowing here and there
No place to be

It follows the rhythm of the breeze
Flittering like a honey bee

It looks for sweet nectar
It looks for Sweet love

It looks for the sugar
Craved as the tastiest of love

The honey is on my lips
The passion on my breath

The heat in your kiss
The nectar on your tongue

Lost on the wind
Blown only to you

Blow me wind blow
To the arms of my love

Where in his arms
I will crave the wind no more

Yeah there’s a lot of mush to be had today. Blame the source.

Lady X

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