spring

My hand in yours we hold on tight
like we might,
just slip away with the night

Love so strong with its great might could never be wrong even when we fight

We'll wait till morning to have that kiss,
so we might make every little unimportant thing be alright

Oh baby, its morning so pucker up tight,
lets not fight, 'cause all is right

I love you and i promise ill make it up to you tonight,
you'll scream and grip that pillow so tight,
so that all the worldly beings in sight can know pleasure still exists through even such a fight as last night

A man could not ask for such beauty,
as you show me who we really are destined to be,
as two lovers in heavenly plight making love all through the night, just to laugh at dawns first light, not in ridicule or passionate height but as two lovers who just did it all night