Who am I to pin you down,
Down, set fast on the ground,
Pinned to a tree, or on my knee,
Lost with the fairies and the bees,
Who am I, to trust your soul,
Dig deep inside me,
fill an empty hole,
Trust may set us free -
But where will that be?
I may steal your heart,
Call it love, rip you apart,
Steal your lips and words,
Tropical and colourful like
paradise-birds,
I may settle between your warm touch,
Feel a rush, sigh a little too much,
Who am I to be worthy of this,
What is it about this kiss?
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