Sea And The Rythm- A Place To Call My Own

About a Boy

,To the moment he came

.i was a child myself maybe

,had a body of a woman

.and a soul of a baby

I can't get of my head

these moments we've shared

Im barenaked, smiling

.he's shivering and scared

So people might say

.you're a child and you'd change

that you're still young and naive

. and its a matter of age

But they can not see

the compassion in your eyes

And they could never feel

your gentle touch on my thighs

I know it's addicting

,But all I can see

is how this young naive boy

.made a woman of me

 VR Morrison, 2004

.Dedicated to the one*