We begin without it
And all that’s heard are our kisses
And body smacks.
No matter what happens
Our intimacy, is our form of talking
Don’t bring me back to reality.
Reality has broken me
So seeing us making moments, in my mind
I’m supporting myself, this way.
Empathize with me.
Sometimes when Heaven is undeserving
We look for hell, to understand.
~ I Know We’ll Never Make Love (I’d Like To Make Love)
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