• Captured:
    By a beautiful brown/
    That I had always thought
    Too deep...
    To exist in our colour spectrum

    A sweet fruity taste
    Lingering gently
    On my nervous tongue
    As my teeth hold
    Your glistening lower lip
    Not willing
    To let it escape
    Ever fearing,
    It will be the last time.

    And my fingers run
    So afraid...
    Afraid of the unknown
    To the small of your back
    Where they had always felt at home
    Mapping out
    The familiar landmarks
    So long abandoned
    And later to be gently kissed

    I wake up feeling so safe,
    Only to find
    You never were there
    So far
    Across the world
    But it somehow
    Had seemed too real

    Looking back,
    It doesn't really surprise me.
    I always could remember...
    Every smell, every taste
    And exactly
    How it felt
    To be in your arms.

    But maybe,
    Just maybe...
    Our souls so far apart
    And longing
    Too deeply
    To bear it any longer
    Ran away from home
    To meet somewhere in between
    And make love
    In the skies above New York City