
The night needs kisses
As night’s often do
My lips pressed against yours, me holding you
The darkness hides much, the desire that this is
The sky is black yet the stars are wishes
My heart is full of desire yearning for a love true
Our lips feed the night, as the morning brings the dew
For I am hers, and she is his
Kisses in the night
Your lips on mine
Things done wrong feel so right
No worries, everything is fine
With your kisses we just might
Let our heart and desires take flight

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