‘not lost’

though i hunger for your body
this desire’s not born of lust
it’ll not be left to the dusts of time
nor put on blocks to rust
i’ll drive this wagon home to you
no matter what the cost
with just the stars to guide the way
and the hope that all’s not lost

 

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