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"Help Me!"
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Love's Stage Help Me!
Can I help it,
if the excuse for my breathing
is the breath of your caress
The fire in your touch
the call of our lust?
Can I help it,
if I need your sin
when you get down on your knees
And the orchestra begins?
Can I help it,
if I want to spread your world
brush my lips
In the pleasure of your sweet release?
Can I help it,
if I want to colour your pink
In fleshtones
of erecting emotions?
Can I help it,
if I want to seed
the burst of blossoms
As you wet my appetite?
Can I help it
if you make me hungry?
So,
would you like to
feed the helpless?
