For Him

Said my skin was white like porceline,

That my love was addictive, like heroin.

With kisses that whispered, come in, come in,

Well darling I tried, not to give in

To those inner voices, calling to me

From places too dark for you to see

I simply followed

Where they led me,

Higher than the stars

And deeper than the sea.

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