I'm committed to you in a way you haven't thought of yet
Though I know of marriage vows, and of a hard mind set
Been told ego rules a man, whose eyes wander from a debt
But the whole story's not been told, dear price has not been met
Sex is surely sacred, yes indeed, and babies cry no doubt
Is it ownership and power, or fear we fight and fret about?
Like rabbits run in circles as the hunter stands in route
With beagles at their fluffy tail, they never turn and shout
Rabbits much like men, seek the burrow from which they came
Pray the mighty hunters miss and dogs do much the same
Ecstasy is an emotion beyond thoughts up in the brain
Letters burned in fiery passion, "Wild should Wild remain!"
Freedom is not granted, nor will from spirit gained
Rules are all but useless if we play a different game
By the book he knew her, got some nooky just the same
I revel in her pleasure, celebrate great moments when she came
I'm committed to you in a way you haven't thought of yet
If you know which horse will win, there never was a bet
I remind myself of silence and a little word called LET
Allowance for a dream to come, sheets all getting wet
Venus mound I hold quite dear and crave its hot caress
To entwine our fine light bodies as we play in joyful sex
Though without a firm foundation its fleeting at its best
Friendship is a word I've heard that clearly trumps the rest
Fly, Be free, spread wings of Love oh precious bird
Soar high above vast oceans deep, a moth to flame, obsurd!
We'll meet out in the light of a song not yet been heard
To reunite we had to part, to learn we broke our word
Promises are dark things, like hidden traps to snag a fox
So many ways to ponder and think myself inside your box
Feel into a sacred space. Is it bound chastity in knots?
If letting go is loose, then Love... hey!, I say it rocks!
I'm committed to you in a way you haven't thought of yet
I'll try and try to find the words to express my honestness
Afraid sometimes, I feel you though perhaps we've never met
Between us I believe we'll make it, and have profound effect
Profanity a calamity to the extreme becoming lust
Riding a one trick pony, ask... is it blocking or a thrust
Love is universal, go on, define it if you must
But in the end you'll find, a heart that you can trust
In the spectrum of all colors, light refracted by a tear
A friend of mine once told me, the eighth color very clear
I take it as a symbol of something I hold quite dear
Magic in a mystery, in honesty, and willing to appear
Sometimes I feel like a drop of rain falling in the sky
Before I hit the ground perhaps together we can fly
Catch the golden sunshine, just right, as we're passing by
To be part of a rainbow and a Love that never dies... Four Eagles
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