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I realized you were my protector

when the nights grew longer and

my desires grew stronger.

I could taste freedom between my lips 

a sweet decadance, light, like the aroma of

honey suckle in the southern sun warmed wind.

And 'oh how my heart would beat,

wild, like hoofbeats on an open range.

I knew within that moment I would never be the same.

I knew you were the calm before the storm,

the way your voice would sing my name.

I knew you were an angel when you became

the voice of reason that guides my mind.

I knew I wanted you to hold my heart

when I realized you weren't mine.

Alone, I had to walk this road,

until I found my Mr. Right.

Now it's his love I speak of

holding me at night.