wet kiss
soft lips
blue horizon
somewhere
waitin'
here
some kind of magic required
to travel this distance
all at sea
coming home
knock slowly
don't scare me
windows are wide open
crawl in
wear your white woolen socks
undress slowly
do I hear you moaning...
I will be here
waitin'
come what may
they cannot take this away
AL
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