You wrapped the telephone cord
So tightly around your hand
I stared at you
Such a sexual man.
A curtain of lashes making me
Look mysterious you said
Blushing slighty
That's how you think of me?
Lower yourself gently to this bed
How I want to get into your head
Searching those eyes
Beautiful eyes of thine.
Wrapping me up in what I can't have
Whisper the words I crave
I bite my lip and close my eyes
My entire soul you've saved.
Music playing from your old radio
Beautiful sadness bringing me low
Touch your face one last time
Fading in the starry night.
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