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Some Boy You swagger into the small cafe And head for the jukebox To play something But don’t say Nothing As you grab a brew And look on me With nothing to do And your jade eyes Make me smile And I stop breathing You easy on over to hang with me I get your scent And feel your knee Press next to mine Real naturally It feels right And I don’t mind Your casual touch Just in time To quit myself From reaching out To kiss you softly On your mouth That barely whispers The lost goals You left behind On some country road See the stadium where you starred And Friday Night Lights Now dim to dark To some mill where you make shirts And curse you fate So much it hurts To look in the mirror And best forget College ball and all your bets When up in smoke Before your eyes Could adjust To the touch and smile I gave to you When you revealed A truth inside You won’t conceal From me A tender touch and sweet release Of lust And a smoke After the heat Of passion But this is not the place For a scene like this So we escape To your quiet place Back in the fields Of hay and cotton and whippoorwills That lay us down in your twin bed For you to sleep And dream ahead About tomorrows and summer suns That sees us tangled Like Vines on the run And web us close To leave no doubt When I kiss you softly On you mouth
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 19:54:48 +0000

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