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Storytelling
I take your hand and tell her our secrets,all of the salacious sighs that signpost the sensuous story we’ve been writing.Blushing and breaking the rules,we are angels with hellish pursuits on our minds,and I am down to drown in you,enchanted and obsessed by your whispered wishes.
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Don’t Be So Mean To Baby, ‘Cause Baby’s So Good To You
You must be made of stone,because you seem so unmoved,unimpressed by my infatuation,just a wry, dry laugh as you grab my waist and grab a kiss from the lips of your special girl.I drown,dreaming of you in the shadow of the sun and the mood lighting of the moon. I drown in your doe eyes,dining…
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We Have To Be Together, Because We’re In Love
I am laced with lust and lyrics,lost in my music and musings… Must you ask me about this again? We have to be together, because we’re in love. It’s the simplest, sanest thing,but you contort and complicate it,because I’m out of reach,according to your detractors,but I’ve been by your side all along. To your left,laced…
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One More Tomorrow
Jazz in a smoke filled room,outrageous scenes all around but your eyes are fixed up ahead.A chanteuse is on the stage and on your mind,naively nodding to her own beat,nobody on her lips but you,asking you to join her in a dream. Can you take a chance?Hold out your hands and ask them if they’re…
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Covenanted Friendships
Your hand is a land mine,resting with reluctance by my side on a Sunday morning,fingers twitching,mirroring my own,my lonely atom bomb,burning to crash and create chaos,but resisting as we, two room mates,two best friends,two soul sisters sit in silence. Inseparable,innocent and inwards with our emotions.I never think it out loud,or even too loudly in my…