I want to be dancing at nights
Slow dancing with you
Holding hands, touching waist
On a Sunday rendez-vous
Watching stars glow at night
Gazing at them, silently
Two of us and no one else
Struck with love, so violently
Cooking dinners late at night
Smooches down your back
You’re my favorite spice of all
When I’m alone it’s you I lack
Simply lying on a bed awake at night
Two heads on a softest pillow
With you the world stops
With you I can’t help but billow
Wandering around in the dead of night
Laughing, smiling, full of joy
How are you so perfect with that smile
I think I’m losing my mind, boy oh boy
i want to
© Copyright: Поэзия Седого Мальчика, 2019
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