Love Me

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When you lie on top of me

You give me shelter

When you kiss me

You give me fire

When you hold me

You give me lightning

When you love me

You give me sun



Love me

Hold me

Touch me

Kiss me

Never leave me

And my heart will beat 

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Thunder beneath your hands

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