In a moment of intimacy
We exchanged pleasantries
When the vibe was ready
I spoke a rememberance
When I thought you were gone
Forever my guard was dead
But that sweet pastel feeling
Found its way in me again
You've got that kind of power
And you know where we end
Pick it up like hot lead
Without saying what was dead
Apr 1, 2011
Apr 1, 2011 at 1:04 PM UTC
In a moment of intimacy
We exchanged pleasantries
When the vibe was ready
I spoke a rememberance
When I thought you were gone
Forever my guard was dead
But that sweet pastel feeling
Found its way in me again
You've got that kind of power
And you know where we end
Pick it up like hot lead
Without saying what was dead
© Copyright A. Forrest 2011