I hate to say it this way,
but baby, let's make Love
something to keep us moving
when my pushes meet your shoves
we know the form and shape of it
we've heard the poets sing
we have the right connection
that just leaves one last thing
and I know I'm asking of you
what you never gave before
but put your heart and soul in mine
and I'll put mine in yours
and maybe there'll be something there
when we both hit the floor.
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