Will you kiss these lips today?
Will you kiss these lips tomorrow?
They’re pruned and wanting
Yearning for you’re love and panting
Movement in the barley
A strange current runs through my body
A strange current runs through in my brain
Will you shy away?
Or refrain?
Embark on a journey
Side by side
We’re linked
We travel simultaneously
We’re synched
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