Hello, is this love I am feeling?
Or some other lie waiting in the wings
Each face on a crowded street blurs
One into another as the tide it sings
We met as strangers, that look we shared
Brought my hand to your hand and me to your
bed
Sweet moonlight bent rays reflecting the
light of the sun
As the toxic fumes of love swam through my
drunken head
This moment, stolen
We can only curse
Forgotten moments
Like fragments of melted ice
No words were exchanged as our passion was
spent;
Cold, the morning light, shone, a beacon of
truth
A frozen glance between us across the chasm
of the defiled bed
Sealed the true meaning of our lies, became
burden of proof
This moment, cursed
As cursed as we shall be
Another notch to my belt, I bet
Another layer of ice on my soul
And yet, be this as it may
As we part and go our own ways
This folly will follow us from one night to
the next
We’re not looking for perfection
Not even false affection
As we spin out of control again and
again...
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