By terry
Date: 14 November 2000
Tomorrow
Hey Babygirl
Has it been a bad day?
Well...
Close your eyes
Paint a picture with me of tomorrow
Look up
The sun is blazing gold
Shimmering strong and bright
And the heat is climbing fast, not uncomfortable yet
But enough to feel
Causing a sheen of sweat across my neck and face
And you
Arms glistening with a patina of silver across your exposed cleavage
Collarbone shining seductively
Sexy and oh so tempting
And listen as the blue jays squawk and the doves coo
Hear the wind whispering through the pines
Gentle and soft, telling secrets to the abundant life here
Now
Picture this
Our bodies sliding together in a kiss
Deep and abiding, frictionless
Yet bound by the pure gravity of this feeling we share
As you take my lips to task in ways that carry me beyond words
And we break the moment with a gasp...
And can you babygirl?
Can you picture this tomorrow?
With me
Standing gazing into your very soul as the butterflies rumble
And the blood runs hot through my veins
And you see the need through my tear-glazed eyes
With a single rose in hand
As I touch your cheek
And hear me whisper
Always and forever
Always and forever
Close your eyes
Lets make the bad day go away
Paint tomorrow with me.
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