Spirit of the sun.
Spirit of the sun.
You bloom my flowers.
You water my grass.
You look in my eyes instead of staring at my ass.
I feel like a woman.
I feel finally human.
Spirit of the sun.
The strawberry in your scent.
Our memories i reminisce.
Syrup cinnamon and honey dew.
I correlate these things with you.
Spirit of the sun.
Heart of a lion.
Enraging my soul making us align.
Lyrically inclined.
Verbally.
Physically.
Figuratively.
Mine.
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