Run through me, tear your path and soar.
Make me feel the burn of your flight
Let me hear the singe of my flesh
As you leave they burst behind you
You harm me not for it is my desire you meet
Grabbing its yearning and answering its call
Blaze your trail, spare nothing and banish mercy
For the want I have for you
Has taken over every nerve in my body
And only your touch can assure my sanity
Run through me, tear your path
Hold me
11-29-1998
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