Now that you pamper the soulful me
Why won't you pamper the bodily me
You are the he and I am the she
Why won't you love the she in me
I am the nectar that feeds your soul
Why won't you be my honey bee
The fire, desires in the ember me
Why won't you be my inferno spree
The touch that renaissance the bodily me
Why won't you be Leonardo da Vinci
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