We Own The Night

by The man with the broken smile   Jan 14, 2008


The full moon provides the perfect lighting
For the deeds that should be done
I hug you close
You are the one

My body gets warmer with every touch
You flow your fingers through my hair
You tear my shirt
My chest is bear

Your cherry red lips seem so delicious
I kiss you softly, a kiss goodnight
We both take form
We both take flight
We own the night...

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