Words fail me,
Hands flail me,
I wish for a fin,
My heart feels so clean
I think I can shriek.
Touch me and I’ll feel
The pulse that’ll make you grin
And your pulse will kill.
So let me feel
That warm cuddle me you’ll give,
I love you with no free
Void in what I feel
I love you like a freak.
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