Thoughts from Our Old Flat
Returning to a former home spurs memories
In this small room, We first did kiss, In a moment of exquisite bliss, When first your sweet lips did meet mine, And you became my valentine. In this small room, In bed we lay, In moments of erotic play, And bodies nude became as one, And Eros' power shone like the Sun. In this small room, You caught me there, With the lovely girl from down the stairs, My body pressed against the girl's; An intruder in our blissful world....