I want to make love with you
That's true, one time before I die
I want to feel my breath on you
I want to hear you sigh
I want to wrap my arms and legs around you
And feel you rush over and over like the tide into me
I want to walk with you along the beach
That's where I want to be
Come with me and take my hand
We'll make love upon the sand
Where the waves break
On the line between a woman and a man
(c) Colleen Lloyd
February 11, 1993
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