56 If only eyes could drink, and lips could see, If only hands could run, and legs could hold -- To see you, drink you, hold you, run from me -- I would not have my hunger and my thirst. I need to see you with my squeezing legs, I want to hold you with my longing eyes, I dream to drink you with my greedy hands, I yearn to run to you on lips of mine, If only legs could drink, and hands could glance, If only lips could hold, and eyes could run.


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