Murking

Eyes blissed by the hot sun
The boys in the park look good
The ice cream caresses her lips
While a slight breeze carries her away
Far from my reach, towards the beach

The water's soft lips on her hips
While I write down my sin
She's waiting on a marble stone
The next day it's the colosseum of Rome

Sipping fine wine all night
Dressed all white, clothes so tight
She wakes up in a mansion
While I fall asleep full of tension



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Lemieux
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