I hope I frighten you
I hope I scare you half to death
I hope I'm all you ever wanted
but never thought you would have
I hope my love thrills you
I hope it drives you wild
I hope my love kills you
yes, I want it to, every once in awhile
I pray I bring you joy
I ask that your heart be rich
I pray you're all I need
To have love is to be rich
I hope I scare the hell outta you
I hope you do the same to me
I hope my love is all you need
Sweet love, stay here, with me
Though I ask for love, mush and tenderness
I hope most of all you know it's me
by the fact that I terrify your heart
and thrill you like no one else can
I hope you're never comfortable
in the way that others bore you
I pray that you'll always set my heart alight
That my heart will never be still
You think I don't know what I do to you
Darling, we've been such a long time coming
what you feel over me now, I had years to know
It's your turn. Overwhelmed, thrilled...
and scared as hell.
© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Give Me a Thrill
Posted by Aimée at 11:13 PM
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