I need love dammit....
I need love
I need understanding
I need my heart massaged
Protect it from the storm
Stop hating me
Stop misconstruing my words
Stop stabbing my heart
Bring it into your shelter
Accept my love and let my heart's blood cover your spirit in its thunderous crimson glory. Open your mouth to receive my spirit on my expelled breath. Not just with your eyes but with your soul watch my essence cloak our physicals and stimulate our mentals.
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