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Dirty In Your Eyes
by Joan Z
I come home, a body burning
I seek, with you, to quench the yearning,
I look at you amid my sighs
And you have dirty in your eyes.
I pour the wine in fluted glass
We drink to joy that will not pass
A candle burns and flickers wise
And I see dirty in your eyes.
We climb the stairs, an open door
You say you're mine forever more,
And still I see, no love denies
Beauty is dirty in your eyes.
I touch your skin, a soft caress
You respond, I expect no less
My hand strokes your silken thighs
Light's the dirty in your eyes
A sigh escapes your ruby lips
I pepper you with tiny nips
My inspiration you supply
With the dirty in your eyes.
The world revolves; I have no care
There's only us with love to share
All my troubles stand aside
Chased by dirty in your eyes.
A love like ours, forged in heat
Makes us one, makes us complete
My immortal soul, it flies
Because there's dirty in your eyes
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