They Gave Their All

Lovers, at times, must recognize each other's soul Lovers, at times, must devour each other whole They must writhe in the flesh they are given And explore one another like oil on the vine They must press every last drop of heaven And walk with a step that feels to them divine. No matter their age or how late, they must be intoxicated Lovers, at times, must burn like the sun uninhibited And fall into a trance without any regret or despair No reason to explain or feel dispirited That they are willing to lose and declare They gave their all. I gave my life on this, I swear.