Crave - Kenneth Carter

It is your touch that I crave, your love in which I bathe
Hmmm, something a woman would say
It is the softness of your speech and the firmness of your breast, that I crave
Hmmm, something a man would say
You are the forethought and afterthought to my happiness
Hmmm, something a woman would say
You are the warmth to my heart, and strength to my weakness
Hmmm, something this man would say!

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