Wednesday, March 9, 2016

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clothes on the floor
love to be made forevermore
we say nothing with our eyes
everything with our hands
sometimes the silent language
of our hearts interrupts
with flutters of nameless words
that i daren't speak

sundown on the peak
whose love am i going to lose
this time
whose love will be squandered
when i hop into your bed
left all those years ago
the questions in your head
they won't be quieted

i love you with words, words, words
paint pictures with this jumble
of expressions issuing from a confused heart
pick up my shirt off the floor
it smells of you
Lord forgive me, but it smells of you
my knees weaken
and i am speechless again

sundown on the peak
whose love am i going to lose
this time
whose love will be squandered
when i hop into your bed
left all those years ago
the questions in your head
they won't be quieted

sunrise on the beach
we went away for a while
gather our wits in the favoured style
secluded and isolated
i make a confession
there is distress, there is tension
ease it with a laugh and say
i'm all in, ready to go all the way
what say you if we start
forever today?

sundown on the peak
whose love am i going to lose
this time
whose love will be squandered
when i hop into your bed
left all those years ago
the questions in your head
they won't be quieted

your love i stood to gain
it was worth all the pain
no coming to reason was worth it
if for the moments of insanity
i could feel
the breadth and depth of your love
for me

sundown on the peak
whose love am i going to lose
this time
whose love will be squandered
when i hop into your bed
left all those years ago
the questions in your head
they won't be quieted

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