Quarter After Three
In darkness blind, in shadows kind, our bodies, spirits meet.
Through talk, through touch, our souls connect.
(Till quarter after three)
With easy tongues, dark truths we tell.
Dim secrets we confess.
While eyes we fix and hands we touch,and deeper things express.
Into the night, we talk, we caress
Tongues loose and bodies free.
Minds, bodies, spirits mingling
(Till quarter after three)
But night's kind shadows melt to day
Dark yields sober light.
When we wake we clutch ourselves
to hide things bared in night.
The night, she gave us such liberty.
The night, she made us free.
But, in sunlight now we lie afraid
of quarter after three.
Through talk, through touch, our souls connect.
(Till quarter after three)
With easy tongues, dark truths we tell.
Dim secrets we confess.
While eyes we fix and hands we touch,and deeper things express.
Into the night, we talk, we caress
Tongues loose and bodies free.
Minds, bodies, spirits mingling
(Till quarter after three)
But night's kind shadows melt to day
Dark yields sober light.
When we wake we clutch ourselves
to hide things bared in night.
The night, she gave us such liberty.
The night, she made us free.
But, in sunlight now we lie afraid
of quarter after three.
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