If your intentions
are right you are free
to roam the corners
of my mind as the native
Indians once did, whilst
I inspect your body
If your intentions
are right I’ll give to you
the key to my heart to
bloom like the rare rose
that you are in my
garden of Eden
Doubt and mistrust run wild.
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