Good God!
Im losing her in a whirlpool of deception and lust
The night was young
I remember her hips thrusts
The cold chill down my spine
her nails digging so deep
no greater can I feel an extasy
now were perched in a painting of a sky
we are one
the pleasures of a seemingly perfect night are long gone
as we approach dawn
What was love at first glance
is now flee at first sight
and a heated argument
sent the two lovers into the night
their stories will unfold
someday they will find the one