With your toes curled up
and your beautiful legs drawn in,
lying in my embrace
With your perfect sweet seat
making promises snuggle in
- my arm across your waist
and my one hand strays
where the promise of union is kept
like a secret between
as my other arm, under you
cradles you back to chest
exploring the shape of a dream
you are
bosomy, bosomy
I don't know what it means, it's just you
you’re so bosomy, bosomy
I imagine you turn and gather me in,
and you do, to your
bosomy, bosomy
And I know that there is no sin to find
in your bosomy bosomy
just another part of you,
that you've given me
'cause you're mine.
I have never known
anybody so well-formed,
and so well-informed
'cause the way you know me
is like no one has known
since the day I was born,
it's like you kept me warm
through this world of distance and drought
a world without you near
then with the nick of time on your side
you swooped me out
so I could disappear,
in your
bosomy, bosomy
I don't know what it means, it's just you
you’re so bosomy, bosomy
I imagine you turn and gather me in,
and you do, to your
bosomy, bosomy
And I know that there is no sin to find
in your bosomy bosomy
just another part of you,
that you've given me
'cause you're mine.
And then we draw back,
and your eyes are up here, dear.
For me to fall into
like two perfect seas of grey
under skies so blue,
it's all coming clear
and your face was framed by an angel,
carved in stone.
I see it come to life,
with your sea curls tumbling down
around us both, I look down
so suddenly shy
...
And you're bosomy, bosomy
And I don't know what it means,
it's just you.
You’re so bosomy,
bosomy - I imagine you reach
and gather me in,
and you do,
to your
bosomy, bosomy
And I know that there is no sin to find
in your bosomy bosomy
just another part of you,
that you've given me -
You're mine.
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