It is you I want to own.
Not as my possession,
a friend or lover.
Beach fronts and balconies
we can share.
My hand flows onto your body,
freely, without pause.
Silence on the outside,
Panting, raving inside.
I want to own you
call you my own,
be with you everyday
experience the progress of our growth.
I am with you spirit, mind, soul,
be with me.
Show my what we can do
free me from these shackles society breaths upon me.
Freedom! I cry out.
Save me from this tight fisted world.
I have opened up to you,
mold me, move my hands.
Let me feel your rhythm.
Let us dance together in our own dream.
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