Royals ship
Sways back and forth
Lulls to rest those who feel its pleasure
But for those who don’t
Sickening it can be
To sway on a ship
Among rocky seas
The one who interests from the start
Sailing toward me now
Twelve mid night New Year’s Eve
A kiss upon welcoming lips
More kisses follow, by far she was the best
In the end so hard to part
Another who stole that muscle in my chest
My heart
But it is destined not to be it seems
For she in Michigan and I in Seattle
Though I long to see her once more
Feel her skin, taste her lips, hold her close to me
Make her feel like nothing could keep me away
Cuddle, the only thing between us our jeans
Oh how she makes me want to hole her close and sway
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