To the pulls of your hurricane, the lemon grass under my feet.
Darling do as you please, for my sore shoulders cry out to be relieved.
Someone behind the title "yours" is loved kindly all night.
Will you take these memories with you, I'm so happy I want to kiss you.
For the hand that holds my cheerful heart, will forever extend out to you, in a place of need, do as you please.

© Junemousonae