My Creation

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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