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JANUARY 23rd, 2016
WINSTON JAY JONES
THIEF 28
ONE
Another brittle nite.
My angel whispers please.
The spice of your kiss warms my lips,
as we tease this lonely breeze.
I soothe your moans,
but we don't stop.
We measure love in precious drops.
In our desire soaked, little bed,
As we bleed this love we need.
You're the thief inside my mind.
You've come to steal all my time.
Nothing can hold us down.
My four letter words love your five dollar sounds.
CHORUS
A daydream delusion.
You are my all nite conclusion.
Baby I need your touch.
Come thief all my time.
When I close my eyes is when you taunt my mind.
As you thief through my dark.
You write upon my soul.
You're my thief in The Dark.
The one that stole my heart -soul.
TWO
Where is that brittle breeze?
Did it feel your whispered please?
Our fire rises and it can never fall.
I feel my heat seep through your walls.
We're a measured love.
Too precious drops.
I feel your moans,
your command 'don't stop'.
There's a thief inside your mind.
And I am here all your time.
THREE
That lonely breeze,
it watched, it stared.
Then told the world how much we care.
There's no shadows in our dark.
Just precious drops to fill our heart.
This brittle night?
That voyeur breeze?
They both held their breath, so we can breathe.
They feel the love that we've conceived.
This is The Love they can believe.
JANUARY 23rd, 2016
WINSTON JAY JONES
THIEF 28
ONE
Another brittle nite.
My angel whispers please.
The spice of your kiss warms my lips,
as we tease this lonely breeze.
I soothe your moans,
but we don't stop.
We measure love in precious drops.
In our desire soaked, little bed,
As we bleed this love we need.
You're the thief inside my mind.
You've come to steal all my time.
Nothing can hold us down.
My four letter words love your five dollar sounds.
CHORUS
A daydream delusion.
You are my all nite conclusion.
Baby I need your touch.
Come thief all my time.
When I close my eyes is when you taunt my mind.
As you thief through my dark.
You write upon my soul.
You're my thief in The Dark.
The one that stole my heart -soul.
TWO
Where is that brittle breeze?
Did it feel your whispered please?
Our fire rises and it can never fall.
I feel my heat seep through your walls.
We're a measured love.
Too precious drops.
I feel your moans,
your command 'don't stop'.
There's a thief inside your mind.
And I am here all your time.
THREE
That lonely breeze,
it watched, it stared.
Then told the world how much we care.
There's no shadows in our dark.
Just precious drops to fill our heart.
This brittle night?
That voyeur breeze?
They both held their breath, so we can breathe.
They feel the love that we've conceived.
This is The Love they can believe.
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