You’re too cold sometimesBlinding me to the chancesYou’ll ever give my soulThe gentle, warm-handed massageIt tends to want to need But that may not be itOr at least not allWhat if there’s sufferingInvolved in finding outIs it worth our while You need a personAnd I need a horseYou’re wild and untamedAnd I seem capableOf fulfilling … Continue reading Domestication →