Jan 2011
Soft kiss,
smile,
touch,
repeat.
Soft kiss,
smile,
touch,
repeat.
And all at once, all hopes of control were lost
in the fire of their eyes.
So with a lick of the lips and
hands gripped onto hips,
they held on to love for dear life.
But there's no place for passion
in a world such as this,
she cries,
wipes her eyes,
and admits defeat
again.
Monotony is what we strive to maintain.
Passion is something you learn to restrain.
Rules are the promise of bringing you gain.
All these words - ingrained, ingrained.
Lather,
rinse,
repeat.
Lather,
rinse,
repeat.
smile,
touch,
repeat.
Soft kiss,
smile,
touch,
repeat.
And all at once, all hopes of control were lost
in the fire of their eyes.
So with a lick of the lips and
hands gripped onto hips,
they held on to love for dear life.
But there's no place for passion
in a world such as this,
she cries,
wipes her eyes,
and admits defeat
again.
Monotony is what we strive to maintain.
Passion is something you learn to restrain.
Rules are the promise of bringing you gain.
All these words - ingrained, ingrained.
Lather,
rinse,
repeat.
Lather,
rinse,
repeat.
