I yearn a modest embrace,
a surround circling music,
my loving soul will never stray,
this love won't ever be weakened;
painted in red and rock strong,
your drowning words dos't move me,
a blasphemy or a mournful song,
i strut in merry rhapsody;
your touch took me a special place,
a daily life that i thrive in,
a single minute in a day's solace,
seemed to run on me endlessly...
