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Take Me Home
by
Rusty Broadspear
Take me home, I’m so afraid
I follow shadows, ghosts not laid.
Take my hand and lay with me
Hold me close and stay with me.
I want you dear, I want you mine
Securely feeling limbs entwine
To run my finger down your spine
Alone, together, clandestine.
To hold your face within my hands
Whilst penetrating private lands.
Take me home and be with me
Entangled in torrid majesty.
As I burst forth my love to you,
Loving close the whole night through,
I breathe your body, read your mind
As you receive then you will find.
So take me home where we should be
Give in, believe, with honesty.
Take me home I’m so afraid,
Lost, forgotten, betrayed, dismayed.
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