we left london by train
headed north
into a chill english winter day
her grey coat and proper hat
buttoned up neatly
such a beautiful woman
and i marvel that shes mine
reach out and touch her lips with
one finger
trace the line of her chin
lean in and kiss her hard
with the passion i feel
the depth and force of my love for her
so intense its hot inside my chest
its like sudden flame in my heart
and she pushes into me
giving herself to it
giving herself to me
i can smell the scent of her perfume
feel the course texture of her coat
feel the train moving
but thats all distant like a dream
the only thing real to me
is her in my arms
is her filling my senses
my lover
my everything