Survival
Searching for ways,
that support survival,I think I have found what I want.
You do entice me,
and draw me closer,
make me leave,
what I've already got.
Light as a new dream,
fleet as a fast stream,
I feel you within me.
Warmly you touch me,
you take me forever.
The places you take me,
I will leave never.
Hearing the sound,
of your voice eternal,
your words,
echo deep in my soul.
They draw me close,
to your hot inferno,
make me stay,
when I really should go.
Woman you touch me,
you draw me into you,
I feel my heart burning.
Lady you give me,
the things that I've wanted,
the touch of your fingers,
increases my yearning.
David HodsonPersonal Site
1996
