It is lulling me into a corner
It is sending me into a trance
My body and mind are still grounded
But my soul is starting to dance
These whispers are starting to murmur
The glances are melting the freeze
The touches are hoping to linger
And the eyes are wanting to please
These rumors are filling my stomach
And laughably weak I become
Waiting for some kind of signal
So that I may to you just succumb
There is only one thing that I want now
There is only one name on my breath
But you are not ready to tell me
And I am not ready for death
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