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....there's no retreat in the back, only truth in the front.....
A look from across the room, our eyes meet
we hurry our way to the back, there
Is no retreat.
We escape quickly with our hands tightly joined
excited anticipation of what might be purloined.
We each take a deep breath, then start to giggle
watching our shadows that now dance and jiggle.
Both reach out then pause, we need to reset
assuring ourselves and each other, of no regrets.
Seems like an eternity we both had to impatiently wait
for this very moment, to pass thru heaven's gate.
life's obstacles seem not give us a chance to win
a unified moment to think about or commit our sin.
A passion raged from the depths of our groin
our bodies as well as souls both screamed to rejoin.
Savor each second together while spending our time
time is precious and few but desire remains sublime.
we hurry our way to the back, there
Is no retreat.
We escape quickly with our hands tightly joined
excited anticipation of what might be purloined.
We each take a deep breath, then start to giggle
watching our shadows that now dance and jiggle.
Both reach out then pause, we need to reset
assuring ourselves and each other, of no regrets.
Seems like an eternity we both had to impatiently wait
for this very moment, to pass thru heaven's gate.
life's obstacles seem not give us a chance to win
a unified moment to think about or commit our sin.
A passion raged from the depths of our groin
our bodies as well as souls both screamed to rejoin.
Savor each second together while spending our time
time is precious and few but desire remains sublime.
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