Savage Spirit
And there is that thing that makes us run,
That makes us rock
That makes us fun.
And there's that thing that drives us to the edge,
That echoes in our hearts
That echoes off a far ledge.
And it's a thrill to see you dance,
Your spirit free
Your furtive glance.
And I love you in your romantic role,
Embracing my arm
Embracing my soul.
And I love to hold you with our hearts on fire,
Burning with fused souls
Burning with desire.
And this savage spirit is what lures me in,
Brings me hope
Brings me within.
And you beacon me to seek you out,
Perhaps behind a tree
Perhaps wanting to cry out.
And you have that Savage Spirit to share,
I see it in your eyes
I feel it in your hair.
And you want to feel all that life brings,
As it pushes your to fly
As it shines, and bites, and sings.
And all I ask is that together we grow old,
So that we can be complete
So that our stories, forever, be told.
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