There's a lump in my throat In the shape of your name. Not to whisper, shout, or moan. But to hold inside forever. Achingly, silently pressing Precisely on the spot Where I'd much prefer To feel your lovely hand Gently, but firmly, Enveloping me.
There's a lump in my throat In the shape of your name. Not to whisper, shout, or moan. But to hold inside forever. Achingly, silently pressing Precisely on the spot Where I'd much prefer To feel your lovely hand Gently, but firmly, Enveloping me.