Another Time, Another Place
A part-time lover,
That’s who I am,
A mistress a concubine,
That is the plan.
A part-time lover,
That’s who I am,
A mistress a concubine,
That is the plan.
I opened my life, and laid it bare,
I let you in, and showed you there,
All I ask is for a kiss sometime,
This life is not a pantomime,
It is for real, and all we’ve got,
Don’t make a mistake; it‘ll cost allot,
Of wretched tears, and broken sadness,
And of many days of tortured madness,
I want you to know how I feel,
But I can’t tell you, not for real,
To have happy times, with my special man,
And for fun and laughter, that’s my plan.
If I could bottle a kiss,
I would do it for you,
If I could wrap up a hug,
I would send that too.
A kiss
Is bliss
Soft lips
Tongue tips
When meet
Is complete
No intent
Just content
When the day turns into night,
Wrap your arms around me,
And hold me tight,
I lay myself down upon my bed,
Tears on my pillow,
And a million mixed up things in my head.
I really didn’t want to, I don’t know why I did,
I just don’t know what is right,
I wish I could tell you,
That I’m crying in the night. Read the rest of this entry →
All curled up, bodies entwined,
Hearts beating fast, pounding through my mind,
Your warm breath upon my neck,
And lips upon my skin. Read the rest of this entry →