I want to be your tenderness
And listen to your voice.
I know that you are generous,
Don't treat me as your toys.
I want to be your favourite
And feel the power of destiny,
I'm begging, let me savor it,
Give me the hidden recipe.
I want to be your saviour
And turn the darkness off.
I look at your behaviour,
I see that you are soft.
I want to be your need,
I wish reveal your true form.
I intuit, that's hard indeed,
So let me be your storm.
Discover yourself to me,
Take me into your confidence.
Together we'll get you free,
My dear, it's time for our consonance.
Your true form
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