You fill my blood with fire
With your every touch I blossom
And you visit every petal
Opening the glade in me
Where butterflies take flight
Over and over
And you become the tide
And the wind that fills the sails
Of every sigh
©Ann Bagnall
You fill my blood with fire
With your every touch I blossom
And you visit every petal
Opening the glade in me
Where butterflies take flight
Over and over
And you become the tide
And the wind that fills the sails
Of every sigh
©Ann Bagnall