One Night, Hot Night

The sun rises on tired eyes,

All lust-filled as loved spilled,

On a cold bed the night before,

She lies as he unties,

Strings and things,

Clueless as it ends,


One Night, Hot night,

No man could resist such pretty eyes,

She opens wide, inhibitions aside,

How close we do get before it dies,

Long before it has begun.

Empty eyes and heavy hearts,

Behind closed eyes she dreams of their night,

He is clueless as he walks,

As she wakes her heart aches,

No more love, No more love,

Her bed was cold again.

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