Just Us… Just Me… Just You

Just Us… Just Me… Just You

I miss you when we’re not alone

I never thought I feel this way… So lonely in a room so full

Surrounded by the empty of artificial… No truth just bull

I miss you when we’re not alone

I crave just me and you… Tangled up as one all night long

Erotic pleasure together… All alone where we belong

I miss you when we’re not alone

 I watch them flaunt possessions… And talk with a painted face

As they try to secure the best position… To win the pretend race

I miss you when we’re not alone

Let’s leave them all behind… Lonely in their room full of words

Let’s slip between the sheets… Where only moans are heard

I miss you when we’re not alone

Just us… Just me… Just you

Crazy Father’s Daughter-
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy