He called me "Lover"
And, even though he could not see me, I blushed
A soft pink hue, the colour of my tongue
He whispered,
"You're a goddess given human form..."
His hand slipping down my back
Lower and lower (and lower still...)
Maybe it was while the Pyramids at Giza were being built
Or perhaps during the Ming Dynasty
But I think not...
Celtica became Gaul (before the Roman-fall)
Escape was the only option
I went with the women and children--you, with the men
We rushed (hushed) into tiny boats
Fleeing for our lives
Knowing we would not (could not) return
With rough seas ahead
We left our lives behind
Braving the wild ocean until separated by a storm
I landed in what would later become Ireland
You landed on the shores of Spain
We both waited
Watched
Hoped
And, prayed
Together in our dreams, even if apart
Never giving up...at least, not on each other
It's still the same today
He called me "Lover"
Under the haze of mo(u)rning dew
The stars still twinkling, even if lost in the blue
Your eyes, like that same sea
The one where we got lost
He called me "Lover"
But I call him "Magic"
Like that cabin in the woods
Nestled away amongst fall's fallen leaves...
And now I, I have fallen, too
And, even though he could not see me, I blushed
A soft pink hue, the colour of my tongue
He whispered,
"You're a goddess given human form..."
His hand slipping down my back
Lower and lower (and lower still...)
Maybe it was while the Pyramids at Giza were being built
Or perhaps during the Ming Dynasty
But I think not...
Celtica became Gaul (before the Roman-fall)
Escape was the only option
I went with the women and children--you, with the men
We rushed (hushed) into tiny boats
Fleeing for our lives
Knowing we would not (could not) return
With rough seas ahead
We left our lives behind
Braving the wild ocean until separated by a storm
I landed in what would later become Ireland
You landed on the shores of Spain
We both waited
Watched
Hoped
And, prayed
Together in our dreams, even if apart
Never giving up...at least, not on each other
It's still the same today
He called me "Lover"
Under the haze of mo(u)rning dew
The stars still twinkling, even if lost in the blue
Your eyes, like that same sea
The one where we got lost
He called me "Lover"
But I call him "Magic"
Like that cabin in the woods
Nestled away amongst fall's fallen leaves...
And now I, I have fallen, too
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