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FULL LYRICS BELOW: (c) 2011
This is a poem I wrote many years ago, would make a great song.

Trembling from the moment, reaching for the red,
Amber orange miscreants to lead me where I've led.
Your soul was filled with laughter, I saw it in your eyes,
My soul was filled with longing that could not be denied.
I had to have an answer, I had to know for sure,
If what you had to offer, could really be as pure
As where your eyes were leading, as where your lips would lead,
I stood upon the brink of empty endless need,
I thought of all the reasons, why I shouldn't touch your lips,
And then I saw your face, your eyes, your breasts, your hips,
And I knew that I had won, when you didn't pull away,
I knew that I had stolen, and maybe we would play,
This game of ours of good, nights and days, to hear you say,
The words would win me over, that subtle sexy nuance that makes of you my lover.