A Date With the Night
Don't mind my disguise,
just look in my eyes,
let the air fill your lungs,
one plus one equals one,
your blood runs cold,
while the heat will scold,
like a volcano,
your fever spikes,
your temperature just right,
for a date with a night.
A little moon,
a little sin,
a little life,
ends and begins.
Copyright © Joe Fisher | Year Posted 2007
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