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there is love

it runs down your

fingers

it tingles up my arms



i feel the spot you touched me



it will never go away

the love you slid to me



it's funny how the blood pumps harder

under the spot you've touched your lips

i'd bleed for you

it would glide down over your love



i feel the spot you touched me



the blood viciously pumping

urging the skin to break

i'd break skin for you



and in an instant



there was love

it ran into my heart

now, i'm yours