There Has Been
There is something in your kiss
The taste of cigarettes linger
There is a feeling only you bring
When your hand is on my chest
A strum of my silk heartstrings
You mastered harpist.
There is a way you look at me
Your lazy eyes full of lust
There is a moment when I can’t breathe
We’re both lost in space
You blind navigator.
There will be a time when it’s over
Your wicked ways will leave me for dead
There has been tears, laughter and sadness
But the scene is coming to an end
You cruel director.
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