#3
It's like the sound of music
On the other side of a closed door.
That distant yearning to be wrapped up
In the slow beat,
The smooth voices,
The music in ribbons, curling around your head.
Being in the same room as you
That tension binding my wrists
I have to be close to you.
It's your breath on my neck
The shivers down my spine.
Your eyes, your smile, your hands
Fingertips skimming the small of my back.
It's an addiction.
Just let the melody
Cloak us in the dimly-lit room.
Time-stopping
Tragic we can't stay like this forever.
On the other side of a closed door.
That distant yearning to be wrapped up
In the slow beat,
The smooth voices,
The music in ribbons, curling around your head.
Being in the same room as you
That tension binding my wrists
I have to be close to you.
It's your breath on my neck
The shivers down my spine.
Your eyes, your smile, your hands
Fingertips skimming the small of my back.
It's an addiction.
Just let the melody
Cloak us in the dimly-lit room.
Time-stopping
Tragic we can't stay like this forever.