my baby, she keeps me warm
when it's cold from winter's storm
My baby, she stokes my smoldering fire
softly soothing, my flaming desire.
Wrap me up with your arms
disarm me with your charm
Tend to my unspoken needs
mend my heart when it bleeds
My baby, my sweet love
the treasured one I think of
Feb 2009
when it's cold from winter's storm
My baby, she stokes my smoldering fire
softly soothing, my flaming desire.
Wrap me up with your arms
disarm me with your charm
Tend to my unspoken needs
mend my heart when it bleeds
My baby, my sweet love
the treasured one I think of
Feb 2009
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