Behind Closed Doors and Fogged Windows

Behind closed doors and fogged windows
I get acquainted with
The contours of your
lips
The rhythymn of your
hips
While the drumbeat
hits
But the music doesn’t last
Because my cd’s scratched
By overuse in the past
But…
We don’t let that wreck the mood
As we get
Back to the basic
instinct
Our lips
in synch
And while my eyelids shut
I can feel your touch
As you caress my thigh
With your soft finger
tips
While the singer
skips
In the background…
But I’m too focused to notice
That the music stopped playin’
‘Cause my heartbeats racin’
With each move that your makin’
Until you tell me too
relax
sit back
And just let
time pass
And all the while Lauren Hill
Keeps stuttering
In the background…
And even though she can’t get passed the ‘K’
In “Killin’ Me Softly”
You teach me the words without even making a sound
Because while Lauren’s tongue
Is tied in knots around the
Chorus
My hand slides towards your cli-
Toris
And though the night may be young
It sure ages fast
And we sure as hell aren’t gonna take a break to fix a broken record

Behind Closed Doors and Fogged Windows

Reggie2

Forest Ranch, United States

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