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There is nothing that makes my heart race
Like the snugness of her sweet embrace
For me, her arms are my solace, a soft place
Where I can rest when I’m tired from giving my dreams a chase
I love inhaling her lilac scent, when I nuzzle against her neck
She is a hungry chick, the way she gives my cheek another peck
I wonder if she knows that every night I pray
That our love will survive every ordeal life throws our way
One day, under cold earth I will lay
But until then, forever in her arms, I will stay.