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An incurable case of bliss
The beach ravished by yesterday’s rain
littered with twigs and shells and dead fish
As the seagulls lift fish of the high waves
we walk together hand in hand along the water
Waves touching our feet grabbing the sand from under
you looking at the waves and I at you
Our eyes are shy to meet each other
thinking of the night before and the shamelessness of it all
The dark clouds still circling above us, want to wet us
And push us into another frenzy
We walk together hand in hand along the water
There’s pain in your heart which runs through your veins
and seeps into your skin making those tiny hair on your skin stand up
the muffled beat of our hearts
your breath against my body
your reluctant lips opening
and spreading
like warm honey on mine
the warm embrace of your bosom
all comes back in flashes
I see your hair dancing in the morning air
and it reminds me of the places we’ve been to
while you witnessed the sun set over the blue sea
and when you felt the bark of that old tree
I was only watching your dancing hair
Love has been unkind to me
it always leaves in a hurry
like it has someplace else to be
but in your still eyes I will get lost
never to find myself again
littered with twigs and shells and dead fish
As the seagulls lift fish of the high waves
we walk together hand in hand along the water
Waves touching our feet grabbing the sand from under
you looking at the waves and I at you
Our eyes are shy to meet each other
thinking of the night before and the shamelessness of it all
The dark clouds still circling above us, want to wet us
And push us into another frenzy
We walk together hand in hand along the water
There’s pain in your heart which runs through your veins
and seeps into your skin making those tiny hair on your skin stand up
the muffled beat of our hearts
your breath against my body
your reluctant lips opening
and spreading
like warm honey on mine
the warm embrace of your bosom
all comes back in flashes
I see your hair dancing in the morning air
and it reminds me of the places we’ve been to
while you witnessed the sun set over the blue sea
and when you felt the bark of that old tree
I was only watching your dancing hair
Love has been unkind to me
it always leaves in a hurry
like it has someplace else to be
but in your still eyes I will get lost
never to find myself again
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