Jonathan Moya Poet Lyric

Desire of the Night

Late chilly night on the street
you’re embracing me
Cloudy rainy night with pretty lips
you’re kissing me
Oh misty red scarlet night
you’re my pastime
For the night

Through the city gates we go our way
To the den of vice we make our way

With your hand in mine our energies combine
desire of the night with your touch 
i feel alive 

In your den of vice at the door
we find ourselves
with rose petal trails on the floor
to lead the way
Candlelights and deep stares with your eyes 
I’m led astray 
for the night

To your web of lust i’m led astray 
To your arms i make my way 

With your hand in mine our energies combine
desire of the night with your touch  
i feel alive 

you're the pastime of the night 
you're the nights delight to me
you're the hearts desperate need
you're the nights gift to me

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