Not a word, shall I taste
from your lips, to my lobe
Nor a breath, shall I swallow
from your throat, to my lungs
For your life, shall I covet
from your heartbeat, ‘neath my hand
From your first, to your last
Shall I hold, to my heart.
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Linda G. Hill 
Whoa. pretty powerful stuff. Nice
Thank you, John. 🙂