Trepidation

What is right, what is wrong
You cast a spell, I'm up at night
You make me feel, inspire a song
What is wrong, what is right
I cannot deny what I long
Primal arousal at full height

I come to you in spirit will
In this state I own your mind
We search desires that I can fill
In the flesh, embrace will find
With my touch, your spine will chill
Feel the flame we both have pined

I cannot decide, am I good or bad
A perfect fit in physical state
Apart my soul torn, am I sane or mad
I think too much, I release to fate
Experience abound, though I never had
The burning yearning I will soon sate

 

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