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read me a poem

It's amazing to watch lyrics taking their own course while I'm sort of making my way from rhyme to rhyme. That's what I normally do. It's one of the advantages if you don't have a message, so you're free to write whatever comes your way.

This is how my latest lyrics began (with what I took to be a chorus from the start):

will you read me a poem
try reaching my heart
try touching my soul
pour out some magic
while you read me a poem

And this is the result (no, that's not me, it's the lyrics themselves speaking, well, sort of...), it's not what I expected...

you scent like a blooming rose
please bear me company
assume a seductive pose
promise debauchery

when you dance and drop your clothes
you're tempting the beast in me
but I don't go for mundane prose
while you're arousing me

will you read me a poem
try reaching my heart
try touching my soul
pour out some magic
while you read me a poem

I'm free as a happy boy
when I hear your soothing voice
while my soul sings for joy
I can feel my heart rejoice

please read me a poem
reaching my heart
touching my soul
pour out some magic
while you read me a poem

I let my tongue taste your wine
I let my hands feel your skin
read on while I take my time
ent'ring the girl within

read me a poem
that reaches my heart
that touches my soul
pour out some magic
while you read me a poem

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