I see you there your gleaming face

your cold and sexy frame

you have travelled many lands

know poverty and fame

your texture on my hands

your curve under my finger

will we see the night

or will our breath still linger

crying from your chamber

your golden baby says to me

you can be the one

click the lock and set me free

in the end you were a passage

the key your shining bore

as soon as you kissed me

I knew you were the door


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