Your taste in my mouth as I drive home.
I was inside you but now I'm all alone.
Snuggling in my bed with a pillow between my feet.
Even though I'm home, I still don't feel complete.
I wait for your call like a lion to his prey
and in our times we love to use foreplay.
We still wish that we had more time to spend
and we wish we had more words of wisdom to lend.
We ask each other if we really care to know
and we open up our souls and let our true feelings show.
We run around arm in arm and share the taste of love
and we lie on our backs and stare at the clouds above.
We discern the shapes for what they really are
and we've been known to fuck around in the back-seat of her car.
We spend all of our time like we're millionaires in the dollar store
and we have no problem with having to make love on the floor.
Since we only cherish the time we have together...
We don't mind making love in the stormy weather...
The salty taste remains even though you're not here
and my feelings for you have never been so clear.

06/09/1999

Posted on 12/15/2003
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