Speak of the moonlight that promenades across my face And I am oblivious to anything besides the vavacity in your irises.
Shot nerves, Soul escaping, I'm frozen in place,
I see the daggers in your eyes as you cut me with your kiss.
We sang a chorus that set this filty city on fire,
And we walked unharmed through the streets.
Close your eyes and let's preach to the choir
About how our hearts hasten above and beyond the sheets.
I desire to ride along the waves of your lips
To where the kiss breaks the curse and I soar in your skies.
Tripping over every verse and slipping over your hips,
Blitzkreig is here, bearing fully loaded "goodbyes".
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