That moment
When your steps are sounding on the stairs
I go crazy
My blood boils and my pulse quickens

And I imagine the moisture of your anticipated breath
And I shiver knowing how I am going to conquer you
That moment
I consider
So selfishly mine

That moment
Where expressions and words end
When your hands
Rest in the fever of my time

That moment I don't believe
Can be described
It's crying, laughter, full life
A way of dying

That moment
I consider you
So selfishly mine

That moment, I wait for it
Always every evening
I look at the door, that space
Where you are going to appear

That moment
I consider you
So selfishly mine

That moment, I wait for it
Always every evening
I look at the door, that space

Where you are going to appear
That moment
I consider you
So selfishly mine
Mine
Mine

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