I met a lovely boy
I was drunk and lonely
he's bringing me joy
he has a one thing onlyhe reminds me of you
his eyes, his smile, his lips
all those small things he do
thinking 'bout his steady hipswe danced 'till we saw the sun
both of us letting our feelings in
not knowing what we have done
our bodies laying out there with sinnow I'm looking for a place to hide
and not let those memories kill me
still trying to pick a right side
your soul is what he should be

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PoesiaOnce your champagne eyes turn wine-red, you feel the knife twisting in your chest. -When you hear people mocking you behind your back when you are sick at heart - it is when you know you have entered the ill-conceived adulthood, the sincere womanhoo...