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Erotic Dance
An open mouth pressed against another
Is just as intimate as being lovers
A gentle touch of the face
Can be just as intimate as being lovers
A simple smile can imply
That she notices you out of the corner of her eye
A slow dance hand and hand
Can show how intimate
And erotic it is to dance
Earth Angel
It feels like I have known you before
Or maybe because you never closed the door
Although everyone encouraged it
You rebeled and nourished it
Does cherry slurpies make you smile?
Or is it what's behind the smile?
I look at all the times no one else cared
And for some reason you were always there
Who could ever compare
To my very own earth angel
Although I hardly ever say it
I'm glad you never faded
Earth angel.
When I Go Home
Tell them about me when I go home
Tell them how I could have never done this on my own
Tell them about the things I stood for
Tell them about my downfalls
So that they may learn through it all
Tell them that if I could change something
I would change nothing
Tell them how I love them more than life
So that they may understand my sacrafice
Tell them about me when I go home
Tell them how I could have never done this on my own
I Miss You
I hear your voice all the time
Even though I know it's in my mind
I see your smile in the dark
It gets me through the rough parts
I can smell you when everyone else is around
And I can smell you when no one is around
Am I the butt end of a joke?
Or just miss you more than I know
I can feel your touch
Sometimes it leaves me in a cold stare
Because I miss you and wish you were still here.
Black
Black as night
But bright as day
Soulful like old school Marvin Gaye
Hunted and led astray by man
But just as guilty
Sands of time tell a tale
About a people that will fail
Not from war, not from land
But by the hands of his own hands
Sold bare and shackled in chains
Stripped of all culture
But fame substitutes for a struggle
It's no reason we're in trouble
Black as night
But bright as day
Black, the opposite of white, but still the same
Black.
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