He made love to me


He made love to me
Then he left me alone at home
With new memories 
Old emotions Fresh dreams 
Wild notions 
I smell his breath on mine
Taste the wine on his lips
The fear in his heart
That this won't work out
Worry I will stop loving him
We plan the next hookup
Knowing we could break up
Anytime without notice
His heart is wide open 
Each moment is a blast
Because it might be our last
He made love to me again 
Like it was the end of the world 
I taste his lips on mine 
Each moment in my heart.

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