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Seconds Hours by Gary Pearson

My my you are a sight for sore eyes - a sweet scratch for an itch I need The colour in a monochrome life, splashed violently for all to see Back scratches on a Sunday morning, a ‘fingers running through my hair’ coma My heart is the size of a melon honey, pheromones ooze from my soma You are a flower, that I devour, in bloom My superpower, the seconds hours, with you My my you are the sun on my face, the stars that sparkle in my eyes, A wild flower blooming in this wasteland, the seconds hours in this lonely life When all the oxygen is gone, when all the water vaporates I’ll be the one who brings the sun, endless love is our fate You are a flower, that I devour, in bloom My superpower, the seconds hours, with you You are a tower, my superpower, my truth You’re my sunshower, the seconds hours, with you