Sleep tight,
My little angel.
Say good night,
Under the blissful moonlight
Lay your head upon my chest,
As the times get harder.
And our love gets stronger,
We no longer, have to lay things to rest.
I lie awake, your eyes are closed.
You hate, when times are fast.
We are living in the past,
To me, nothing has changed
Darkness has fallen,
Clouds gather, shading light.
Your hands get tighter
My heart feels like a lighter
Your desire is turning on fire.
The room is placid,
We are flesh to flesh.
Burning passion, the room is a mess.
Lustful lips,
Caressing the hips
We make love again
This time, we won't end.
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