Come and go
- as you will.
I've surrendered
- one thousand times already.
Affirmations at dawn,
Confessions at dusk...
Yours are the only lips
- I trust.
Were my heart free,
- it would beat the same;
For etched upon my heart
- is only your name.
Let your sacred beauty
- be worshiped, praised
for we both know, it's you
- that makes the nights and days.
screaming at low volumes
