The last days of summer, a
First night of passion...
.
How does one measure the distance to moon's...
Whatever hate's great
or having strong emotion...
The dust of the road
Swirled and cleared...
The kiss in the cold is preferred
Its promises something that is eventually betrayed...
Panting a melody of love through these lips,
as you trace gentle patterns along my hips...
"Her",alot of things beutiful,her...
Music has charms to soothe a savage beast
To distract & calm...
I feel your eyes watching
As your skin moves close to mine...
One Girl
One boy...
Your eyes they bore deep into me
Your voice dictates my ears...
If you should dare to set my love alight
Can you be sure to handle a hot blaze...