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Yes, I will

 

Wait for the warmth of your breath

As you whisper in my ear

Calling my name.

 

Yes, I’m ready

 

To sip wine from your harvest

Tasting the soil and human toil

As you kiss my lips

 

Yes, I’m coming

 

With the river’s great rush

Feeling it’s caress on my skin

As I take all of you in

 

Yes, I promise

 

That I’ll watch the blush with you

Of sunrise and sunsets

As your fire fuels my flame

 

Yes, I must

 

Breathe the crisp fresh fragrance

Of your mountains and forests

As I lie down with you

 

Yes, I know

 

All your cracks and fault lines

Still I see the beauty in you

Yes, I love you all the same