Eve - Meshell Ndegeocello

When we make love

i feel it so deeply

when we make love i cry.

when you kiss my lips

they burn with fear

for even a love that crowns

may crucify.

in the cradle of creation

between the hand of love i died

and there you were

i was warmed

amidst the gaze of your eyes,

our minds wounded

by the need for understanding,

our bodies betrayed by time.

do you hear me

can you taste my pain

for love has no other desire

but to fulfill itself.

but to deny yourself the pleasure

of that pain

is to love selfishly.

the album bitter is now completed.