Tonight the moon is full
And the bottle's empty
You and I drank up all the wine
Living it up divinely
I like seeing you the mirror
When I can even caress your reflection
Leave the window open
When morning comes I'll head out
I like playing
With fire in the rain
When your body is quiet
And yet somehow moves me
Sometimes, to see
We need more darkness
Your tongue rhymes with my mouth
We are erotic poetry
Your gaze is hypotizing
Your sweat is a mix of cyanide and honey
I'll take a pass over your skin
Come over here before he does
Come over here before he does
When he gets back from his trip
You'll erase my messages
But not my caresses
Nor the kisses I brought you
You'll also have to wet
The things I set aflame in you
Your tongue rhymes with my mouth
We are erotic poetry
Your gaze is hypotizing
Your sweat is a mix of cyanide and honey
I'll take a pass over your skin
Come over here before he does
Come over here before he does
Your tongue rhymes with my mouth
We are erotic poetry
Your gaze is hypotizing
Your sweat is a mix of cyanide and honey
I'll take a pass over your skin
Come over here before he does
Come over here before he does