Like moths to a flame...
I see you
I want
you, to know
to follow
me, to follow
you
like a little
bee
on your
tree
sucking
the sweet
honey
I’ve got
it
yes
you want
to feel
it
can you
feel
it
I get
it
come
taste
it
you
need it
I
need it
to get
that
I’ve got
it
take
it
take
me
I
take you
they
are always
preying
but
I know
the truth
it’s
you...
So
sweetly
So
beautifully
you
came
you
slid
slide
up
next
to me
and
they
they saw
we
saw
it all
my eyes
your eyes
I feel
you
wrapped
around
me,
your arms
to
hold
me
no matter
the past
past
hurts
to feel
you make
me
feel
whole
hear that?
hear that?
see
me
I want
I need
to
feel
to
touch
closer
come
closer
need
to be
like those
tiny thirsty
fingers
from some
tree
I will
keep
reaching
reaching out
to you
growing
getting
closer
planning
to stay
roots
down
rooted
down
needs one
gasoline
fuel
me
feed
me
slipping
closer
with
my
feathers
spread
waiting
for ...
you
sweet
nectar
sweet
spot
I tasted
it
all on
your
lips
the place
where
honey
drips
sweet
salty
home
feed
me
taste me
lick
from
my
soul
your
soul
ready?
ignite
me
flame
me
feed
the fire
fuel
me
fuel
us
my match
my single
stroke
matchstick
strike...
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