Your Hands

Never hesitate

In the back of your car

Innocence was forgot


The last of light falls on the small of your back

I follow it with the palm of my hand

You made me into your altar

You have nothing to confess

You lay your head on my chest

Make me weak


Afterward the rain fell

The softness of your check


The last of light falls on the small of your back

I follow it with the palm of my hand

You made me into your altar

You have nothing to confess

You lay your head on my chest

Make me weak


I’m out of breath but I won’t

Stop until I’m back at your place


The last of light falls on the small of your back

I follow it with the palm of my hand

You made me into your altar

You have nothing to confess

You lay your head on my chest

Make me weak

















 
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