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I have just completed mowing your lawn
It remains a labour less of love but the need to be around you
And the grass keeps growing and so needs cutting,
So I’m there for the doing
´N I go backwards and I go forwards
Striping my way to the borders
Looking at you through the window
I want to taste you, taste your lips
Feel your hair, I want to breathe you
Taste your hips, taste your skin
I want to own you
Taste your mouth, taste your fingers
I want to love you
Taste your breath, taste your sweat
Let me adore you
Now I try to imagine you a wine
What sort you’d be and how I would describe you
I read the wine you come from grows on hot land
There’s a heat running through your veins
I feel it now in mine
These vines a sensation
now wouldn’t you agree miss Flower?
I want to taste you
Taste your lips, feel your hair
I want to breathe you
Taste your hips, taste your skin
I want to own you
Taste your mouth, taste your fingers
I want to love you
Taste your breath, taste your sweat
Let me adore you
Could I have put it any better?
No
What more can I learn but from the master:
´Labels can be extremely helpful to the initiated
and bewildering to the newcomer.´
So remember Ms. Flower be gentile with me
A few delicate sips to start with before I drink my glass dry
To appreciate we vintage, to enjoy the richness
and fruit to the full could well take several hours
If not days or much longer
Your answer whispered in my ear welcome
I want to taste you
Taste your lips, feel your hair
I want to breathe you
Taste your hips, taste your skin
I want to own you
Taste your mouth, taste your fingers
I want to love you
Taste your breath, taste your sweat
Let me adore you
Taste your lips, feel your hair
I want to breathe you
Taste your lips, taste your skin
I want to own you
Taste your mouth, taste your fingers
I want to love you
Taste your breath, taste your sweat
Let me adore you
Taste you oooo
I want to taste you
Love you
I want to taste you
Taste you oooo
I want to taste you
Love you
I want to taste you
Taste you oooo
Love you