Needs of the Body
I will let go of my senses
To see your face
I will touch your body
To feel my soul
I will look at your nakedness
To taste my own
I will feel you from the inside
Proud, loving and strong
In the throws of passion
Is where I belong
I am dying of hunger, so feed me now,
I am insatiable for your love
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