I wanna take things slow, I wanna go so fast
I want a one-night stand, want something that lasts
I want something that stands the true test of time
I want a bent-up, blurred-over night filled with wine
You'd look so pretty in a wedding dress
but with your low-cuts and cut-off jeans my mind is a mess
You're looking at me like you're wanting it slow
the next minute I'm pinned down, you're heading below
You're a wool-covered wolf and it turns me on
You're the next sure thing, at least from dusk til dawn.
© Mark Andrew Nouwen. August 31, 2014.
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