Ticket 2 Ride

There’s mystery in your history

Too much attraction to resist reaction

Gracious but dangerously flirtatious

Your scent is my torment

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We talk, then in a laugh you mock

Something I said, my face turns brick red

The dawn’s light is the ending night

Much sharing, it’s about caring

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The stars dance, I saw them in my trance

They were glimmering or maybe shimmering

As my mind raced, and you chased

You easily caught me, viewing me in 3-D

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Deep in this dream, floating downstream

A radiant smile, measured by a sundial

Will this feeling last, before joining the past

When I close my eyes, I look into your eyes