A love scene
An angel derailed by a lonesome burden
Longs for life to meet a pleasure
On paths that wind To long unheard nevers
Oooh, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me you love me
I told you all that the time that I needed you
Her mind hoped for a passion unseen
And her misery faded
when in stolen moments her life bypassed meaning
In a shady ally where the holy never tread
She found her glory
Tall dark and handsome, looking rather scary
But when he spoke
it was evidence of God making an attempt at a poetic anthem
Oooh, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me you love me
I tell you all the time that I need you
Oooh, a hunger so grand, I’m impurely aching
These bones that keep me up right must surely be quaking
Engraved on lust, a want for the flesh
It was on a street corner that they met
Where love intersected passion
Life met pleasure
Giving birth to a tale, the first scene had begun
When he took the bait the fantasy could not fall through
Fade to black
A lover’s moan
the lights return
They lay in a pool of touchy-feely
My dad would kill me
Though I’m not sorry
I love you, I love you, I do
Oooh, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Still he caressed her feelings
Though ripe with the sensuous healing
felt only when you hear a woman gasping and breathing
I love you, I love you, I do
Oooh, a hunger so grand
They had become a meaning
A word defined as a definition
Travelled to places where rosy cheeks as a felt feeling
He loved her, she loved him, they did
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