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Be a saint
Wait five years
It's long enough
For a trail of tears

I don't wanna cry
Tears burn my face
I don't wanna lie
When tears can be replaced

With being quaint
Calming the spirit
When married ain't
Gonna be in it!

That I am needed
To grace a man
I am deeded
By a wedding band

Old fashioned and confused
Want to be owned someones wife
Have love abounding not feel used
After five years of giving my love life

Lost in another
No longer your lover
Stay celibate
To let

My soul decide what is the ride
Of one so silly who's hot then chilly
Who can be dizzy in a tizzy
When she has to move too fast with class

Old fashioned is desired
My fire to one fire
My heart for only one
Throughout the day he is my sun

And then night falls and we're alone
More than words read on a phone
He is near his breath I feel
His hairy chest on me is real

I can feel his heart beating
I can feel his strength heating
I can feel life flowing from his skin
I can feel he is for me my King of men

That is what I dream of
That is what I do love
That is what I long to touch
That is what I want softly and much

Nonmoderned when it comes to being true
No free love for me if we won't dream of marriage
Nonfuturistically inclined to curtsy for you
Dress up fine and be dawn off in a carriage

Romance is moving
So if your grooving
Would be for me
Set it free...

4/4/2009 1900 cj

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