Fragments
Her words are my richnessYou Took the fragments of my fractured heart Moulded them together into a butterfly Made it fly soaring way up high I can’t catch it My breath Bursts Then You Mould That Too * You Took the fragments my fractured heart Moulded them together into a bowl Lining the cracks with gold I can now hold Your love As You Scatter It To Me * You Have granted me a never-ending learning process for intoxicating Sexual pleasure I can giv...