Open the clasps of your slight fingers and open your fists, My Love. 
For within that palm of your sweet white hand, lies all the passion and desire and the intensity - Want, Hunger, Devotion, Surrender. 
My parched lips are trembling with the anticipation of your taste. 
Kill Me Now. 
And Again and Again, Again, 
I pray to all and any God that may hear, 
To be born your slave again. 
Artist - Muse , Muse - Artist
Even though you can neither remember or believe, It doesn't mean it wasn't You.

                               I Walk With Me? 
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