Love Dance
I believe the title says it all.
She's so warm this morning, Beside me in my bed, There's the scent of what we did last night, and the memory of what she said. Every movement's like a movie, Rewinding in my head, Every time we do the dance of love, I'm SO HAPPY I'm not dead. The climax is an eclipse, Of the sun and Of the moon, As we perform our love dance, To a primal beat and tune. Sometimes, She is the captain, and I'm a deck hand on this ship, No mat...