BREATHE MY LOVE TO SENSE OUR BEAUTIFUL DAY
Breathe my love to sense our beautiful day.
You are my reason I come to beg this:
Do not live your life for another's play.
I see you busy molding encountered clay
--Those who fit themselves into your success?
Breathe, my love, to sense our beautiful day.
If truth is not your favorite mind, then stay;
Wait with dignity to perceive its kiss.
Do not live your life for another's play
(for Satan's arms will always have a say).
Still, we have this moment to just express;
Breathe. My love, to sense our beautiful day!
You say I bore you now. You turn away.
This time is for lung lust. Breathe love's blue mist.
Do not live your life for another's play.
Look into my eyes, for the laughing trees sway.
My soul is your field. My heart sows our bliss.
Breathe my love to sense our beautiful day.
Do not live your life for another's play.
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