Sultry poetry--Between the moon and those lips

Between the moon and those lips

I feel the cadence of my song

Between the moon and those hips

I take my desires right into your hands

Mixing an equalizing your fears

come to you starting this rhythm within

staring at your eyes..oh so dear

Killing slowly my intentions that were mean...at first

I take you with me to my emotional center stage

measure up those hips again

guitar in hand, feeling my own rage

Not the slightest time to sigh in vain

echoes of times gone

pulse from my head down to my toes

enough of calling your mom

too late to think to jump from this boat

just get entangled in mesmerized desire

follow my own beat that can kill your sadness

wait a minute sweetheart, your eyes just started a fire

needless to say, we are heading into madness

Oh, sensations that curve toward the Moon and back to Earth

time and space that search for our lost place in our Universe

for that infinitesimal dosage that heads into your heart

colliding emotions with my own Machiavellian feats

This melody is making us think that there is more

this rhapsody is coming in pieces of shared times

this bullied reasoning keeps asking until it gets done

my sweetness, would you believe that this has been this long?

is 3 a.m. Christmas eve morning

you are still next to me listening to our wedding song

renewing bows with never ending hugs

You know me so well,you'll never catch me in the cold

Now why did we last for so long?

they keep asking us over and over

just play the revolving dating game

just like we met yesterday

imagination being pour from our Niagara fall

back in 88 this was our wedding song

full of beats that invite to dance

holding hands as we scape ourselves into oblivion

There you go sweetheart Peggy Sue

you just invented a new move

holding hands up stretched into a full moon

Kissing as we do a Hawaiian move

Wonderful body you still have...

moving and dancing smoothly and fast

we have made one more day of 'tracing maps'

locating the zones that can ignite the best of lucks

feeling myself the wolf of all times

can howl this late at night

making feel my woman

the need of his man

enough for today

recharged again to join you in Mars...