They fight and kill
for love and passion
there is no luck here
just agony and plans
just dancing
I desire it to be easy
yet stronger than the fight for a king
I desire it to be holy
the passion for god
I desire it to be meaningful
and trustworthy
my ring
and my necklace
and my eyes that mesmerise him
our children
our mornings
our nights
and our lustful love
no corridors in btween
no stairs to climb
no fights to win
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I desire him to be mine alone
and mine alone
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I desire him to fight for me
demand
me
wnat only me
I desire him
and yet
all I find myself doing is being the loser
crying to win
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