make love
(3.3.22)

I will make love to your eyes
for they are so beautiful i fear someone will envy

I will make love to your heart
for it is the kind of gold i fear a thief will set his eyes on

I will make love to your soul
for only it is a worthy substitute when the sun dies

I will make love to your words
for they birth a side i was not aware hadn't bled out

I will make love to your time
for there is no clock in this pawn shop that will ever end
and my lack of satisfaction is that of one