Delicate Touch

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Your delicate touch...
It sends me through the skies.
Though I may collapse,
You are my cure.

Cure me, O thy love, 
Of thy pains and sufferings...
Cure me...
Your hatred drags me down.

Caress me...
O love...
Caress my sins from my skin...
I crave your delicate touch

O, sweet man,
Love me like you do.
Forever our love
And the delicate touch.

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