NOT BAD

If I were bad, and gave you only mischief
Teasing time, hoarding hours never near
Flattering still with the same kind strangers
Whispering words that only you should hear

So hold me close and place your lips against me
Take this love and give us magical sight
You and I with blazing hearts on fire
Squeeze me now let's merge with night

Caress this heart I dare that you might show me
Just what matters in this awesome life
You giving love with no reprisals
My warm my courageous fun loving wife

PhylanthropicFlattery "Wingless"
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