Filling in you with my seeds, ahh babe that is not a question.

You will do your job and then right back to your golden cage

you were made to be bred

On the way, I will make sure that the healing soap covers and cleans every part of you.

mark of mine

There are some missing things

But for now we stay so far till our lonely limbs collide
I can't keep you in these arms, so I'll keep you in my mind

Here for you always