Its here The space where you should be Bend your ear Let my kisses whisper in Do not fear My arms make a strong O As all through the centuries Lovers have been cradled. Listen, soft! Ten thousand-volt desire Sears my heart Dont give me e-mail, voice mail Or any other means of separation Be here and touch me My need for you is nothing virtual But real
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