Your Shaking !

You took me away, the right way. You didn't come, to mix me up. You lifted me with love that offered more, as you never became greedy enough to put a end to it.

I've been given enough love, and I can't bank it. I run away with it, you bring it back stronger ! You shake the hand of love clean.

I shake, and my mixed-up heart, only can taste what I'm made of some. It turns my blood cold, and it's no smoothy.

Shake a leg, and I don't come to burn in lust. Your trust keeps me loose right. Squeeze me down, and I don't slip-a-way. Shake me into your love, that you don't even come to rob yourself of.

You don't need to make sense of eveything before you are driven, to do it. I wait much to long, but faith is patient.

Shake me down, and you don't come to strip me dry. Eat away at my forever, and there's no satonic bite. That's just you, it was said by them, and for maybe only one reason of each.

Shaken to the core, and my core is my soul. The core has sores, and it feels pain unlike the others without souls enough to love, thank's to you as well, for certain.

Soul I see not your blood. I feel pain in your love a-new. I never really knew pain right well, until I found you, beyond my heart alone.

The link, the wink, the mink, and the, "I'm not tickled pink" ! This is you, unchained, unbroken, over what was suppose to matter so much. Your part of my new norm. I can't live with my own, self-made norm alone. I can't steal my own thoughts a-way to share best later.

Your not the heart of me, and you let me live on my own, to find more than you are, as you know as well, "Your more than you are". You've accepted more than just yourself, and me. You share love to the world, with me. Your not the heart of love alone, nor am I. We love each-other best this way, and for good, forever, that's for certain, once again.