There Has Been

There is something in your kiss The taste of cigarettes linger There is a feeling only you bring When your hand is on my chest A strum of my silk heartstrings You mastered harpist. There is a way you look at me Your lazy eyes full of lust There is a moment when I can’t breathe We’re both lost in space You blind navigator. There will be a time when it’s over Your wicked ways will leave me for dead There has been tears, laughter and sadness But the scene is coming to an end You cruel director.