Play me


You

I lived and died in your love.
You were my sweetest nights and loneliness days.
I would do it again, even knowing the ending.
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Play me

Your hands upon my wanting skin,
gentle and soft,
your touch make me come alive.
You make me want to live and die in your arms.
You are my salvation and you are my greatest sin.
Please play me my dear love.
I will sing a song of your beauty till my last breathe.
John Castellenas/Coyote

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