Not for my consumption

What I wouldn’t give to have my head pressed against your bosom

A moment of warmth in this cold world

Sound therapy as you soothe me with the sound of your voice

You stimulate my mind, my body, my soul

If I had the choice, I’d never leave this, hold

On for as long as you would allow

But now you have to go

Your heavenly essence is too great for just me to consume

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