Hold Me, don't release me
I am safe within your arms
outside is hate
outside is pain
within you, within me
there is love
there is joy
time moves on without us
and soon we must rise
out again to the world out there
out again where we are forbidden to care
your touch is oil on my troubled soul
your heady scent leaves me giddy
touch me, fill me, hold me
the world outside is cold.
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