I missed you by a moment.
A silent shout of gold left river-side.
Dead-pan life left under foot.
When summer session coffin smoke
went undetected
other folk were laughing.
And you and me were holding hands.
One week only.
One week only, babe,
and you would be
my Spanish teacher.
You were wearing ultra-smooth
flats and black silk.
I was burning matches with a style
that made you wince.
Turn the clock back a notch
and kiss me please without a thought.
Kiss me please tonight.
I need your kiss tonight.
They were scaring spiders
tight lipped when I was talking.
You were stealing eyes.
I knew that dress was there for me
and I was fit for you.
Your name was nothing new
but still I was talking shit.
Six days only.
Seven days maybe,
and you would cut
the world out, fire.
He's the man I want to be
but not because he smokes.
He tells you dirty jokes
and then he moves inside of you.
Move the hand of fate a bit
and let me make the most of it...
Hold me close tonight.
I need your breathing tight
against me.
Please don't let me go.
I'll never let you go.
Teal
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