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You Got To Hold On

I dare to stare in your eyes all over again

and time, place slowly fade

the emotions are tumbling, beating down

gently whispering, it's touching a gold plated dawn

a lazy arousal in the arms of a indefinable passion

your milky throat against my breast smothered me gently

with all these incoming emotions that weighted heavily

and measured to a egotistical heartbeat

I am tearing it down and freeing my feelings

you are the beautiful rapid that flows me into melancholy

and a genuine happiness albeit it is a tortuous and exhausting ride

you gotta hold on, these days good things seem hard to find