Late Night Interlude

You tell me love is grand,
acting grand,
by your grand piano,
and I sing along,
to each song that you play,
along each inch of my body,
when we’re alone.

The night is old,
barely breathing,
as morning crawls closer.
You play on,
I sing along,
we play cotton covered chords,
under the stars.

vintage-piano jennifer juan

Ven conmigo,
mi amor.
Beso.
Beso.
Beso.

I’m so awake.
It’s all over.
It always was.
I always was,
for you,
for you.
Beso.
Beso.
Beso.
What’s a girl to do?
Lost,
in the beat,
of your boudoir bars,
singing along,
to your late night interlude.


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