Luyện nghe bài hát Poem Song

I like to call you my wild
(and feed you sage ? )
I'd like to paint my with
Desert tongued clay her back
And ride you savagely as the and southern wind
Through and wild kentucky

I'd to make you my secret song
Blaze and dark and red in the
And I would steal to watch the way
Your belly bends and bows beneath me

I'd you my wings in the foothills of montana
My in the oceans of the world
I'd you... of children
And I would scatter you across my green memories of
I'd make you my valley
And sow your golden fields and my own

If I a painter
I would you with this note
traces on your skin
And if I were a
I would write these words on back
In desert tongue clay, deep in (your )

I'd you my secret song
in the orchard
And I would away
To the way your silver belly
Bends and beneath me

I'd make you my wings in the of montana
you my lover in the oceans of the world
I'd make you my children
And I would scatter you across my green memories of
I'd be your valley
And I'd sow golden fields of wheat my own

If I a writer
I would make you my wild
I'd paint you silver and
you savagely through green wild country

(? ? ? ) verses

And you are the rose on my
I worship you in flight
the wave ?

I'll dip you in these praises cobwebs
And them....?
For hair is the rain
And it soaks the continents of my skin
These hands that you so completely

You see this woman before you
and seared, true of intent,
I need you
I you near

For you are my
You are my of the sun
You are my for all time
You in the morning
For sun(flowers? )
You in the morning
your kiss

I'll be hungry valley
And sow your fields of wheat...?

And you are the on my alter
I worship you in flight
the wave ?

You be my calico
I'll scatter you across my green of home