My New Love
Like a movie they said
The stars above
The air so brisk
How I want back that night...
Lips like cherries
Voice like rain
I climb onto you and release
Everything I kept in for so long
And yelp in pure please
Your touch the Fourth of July
Your body a wave I never wished to escape
How I want back that night...
Feeling the touch and breath
That took back my heart
Please, please say yes once more
How I want back another night with you
And forever take upon more dos.
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