I don’t care what anyone else may think
You are not a brain-dead wonder to me
Shower your kisses down on me baby
Because you’re the sweet wine I want to drink
Everything about you seeps perfection
Your blue eyes, your lips, your shoulders, your skin
I will open up my heart to let you in
As yours’ empty, will be your salvation
Let me touch your hair – so golden and pure
I want to rest on its softness so fine
Come over here. I am in your allure
And I want your warm body next to mine
In the midnight hour, it’s just you and me
In this world, that’s the way it ought to be
9th April 2005
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