Monday, 14 June 2010

Paris skies.


Stranger beware, there's love in the air under Paris skies
Try to be smart and don't let your heart catch on fire
Love becomes king the moment it's Spring under Paris skies
Lonely hearts meet somewhere on the street of desire

Parisian love can bloom high in a skylight room
Or in a gay café where hundreds of people can see

I wasn't smart and I lost my heart under Paris skies
Don't ever be a heartbroken stranger like me

Oh, I fell in love
Yes, I was a fool
For Paris can be so beautifully cruel
Paris is just a gay coquette who wants to love and then forget
Stranger beware, there's love in the air

Just look and see what happened to me under Paris skies
Watch what you do, the same thing can happen to you.


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Jeff Bridges.

Jeff Bridges.

I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

It's a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can't hold it

i cat you.

Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart, changing woman into life.She has danced into the danger zone, when a dancer becomes a dance.