your lipstick mark lingered on
my champagne glass
and you took a sip
thinking you were high class
and i thought so too
what else could i do?
i was looking right at you
everything i saw was true
when i asked you for this dance
you raised your eyes
and i reached for you
like reaching for the skies
but i held onto you
and when i pulled you close
there was a feeling
and i liked it the most
and there went my heart
pounding in the musical beat
swaying in the breeze
i could feel the heat
your smile was giving me thoughts
and i knew
when the dancing stopped
i'd still be holding on to you
your lipstick mark lingered on
my champagne glass
and you took a sip
thinking you were high class
and i thought so too
what else could i do?
i was looking right at you
everything i saw was true
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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