No kisses of glory
At 10 am,break of day 's on it's way
Forward comes moving his feet
Shamelessly happy is he
I am one with hopes up my sleeves
I give in to his touch
No one touches me like he does
No kisses of glory
No shame he hides
He's one with the world of lust
Not willing to wade his desires off
Unfaithful to vows
And when I speak less
The more it lingers
I'm under fire
And he's my extinguisher
It's my part to stay alive
And he keeping to his mischief
I am but the lonely sky
Protective but nowhere to go
Kiss me
Do it again
Let me feel your touch
But be so very afraid
Because I will be off too soon
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