'Something'

Gav Bing
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Its not the way the scent of freedom resides within her hair
I wrap myself within its care
Or the way that she touches herself when I cannot be there
Something to remind her
Its not the way that with a growl , she can calm my stolen heart
How I hate the ache of being apart
Or the way that she brings me running ,right back to the start
Just something to remind her

Its not the way she moves her curves when bending to a task,
a smile hides behind my mask
Or the way she crafts her spell and binds an ancient clasp
Something to remind her
just something to remind her

Its not the colour of her skin the perfume of her days
I can only offer praise
Or the way her eyes outshine the suns own heavenly rays
Something to remind her
Its the way she speaks in tongue knowing what i'll demand
I'm penitent at her sole command
and its the way she unites love and gentle reprimand
In ways to forever remind me