By Stephen
Date: 2002 Jun 09
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Amorous Charlatans

On this night you're my kiss
Tasting tales of other peoples' lips
Pretenders we are
Genuine love we wish
But something special is there
Upon these lips I kiss

Your wind bound strands
Sifting lightly between my hand
Your bright blue dress
With my other hand could I caress

But what a shame it'll be
To waste innocent times like these
A warm flirty girl now appeased
As you fit my particular need

Upon this brimful midnight kiss
Within all hopes for you I nest
A fatal mistake you may
But worthwhile you may be
Something special is there
Upon these lips of yours I kiss