I Hear Music When She Moves Poem by BEAU GOLDEN

I hear music when she moves
I hear rhythms when she speaks
No one else can make my heart sing
No one else makes my head ring

OH why do i fly when u pass by
Why do i cry each time u say goodbye
why do i sigh why am i so high
when i glimpse at your thigh
or listen to you lie

u r my heart u r my song
i dream of you all night long
I want to kneel down in front of you and beg to be touched
I want to bow down before you and feel you so much

pink lace panties white stockings blue nails
your feminine-ness steals the wind from my sails
We sail off alone to a distant shore
I turn to you and u smile and we kiss deep once more

I know that deep down you love deeply for me
I know that you know how much we can be
Today is a sad day for you are not here
THe music has stopped the music cant hear
I hear music when she moves

beau golden