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
