The Perfect Night

by Dep

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If I had just one night
To spend with you, my dear
What would I have us do
On this night, the perfect night
Where anything can be done

Strolling through changing leaves
Brisk night wind mussing our hair
Hand in hand, arm in arm
Lips upon ips in a passionate kiss
As we walk through the night

Sunset upon the water
Our footprints behind us in the sand
Slowly washing away
And the stars come out, we gaze in awe
Your head upon my chest

Lying in the grass alone
Totally seperate from the world
Listening to the other's heard beat
And gazing up at the stars
Hand in hand, arm in arm

Wandering the trails of night
Pure whiteness all around
No sounds, no noises, only silence
And the crunching of snow beneath our feet
As we wander these paths together

Sitting under a tree somewhere
Watching sheets of water pour around us
Our hair is soaked and our coats as well
As your lips find mine and my hand find yours
And we hold each other through the storm

Lying in the grips of passion
As rain pelts our window
Moving against each other in tandem
Silent noises of passion
Everything seeming so right

Sitting on the leather couch
Not doing anything at all
Just holding each other tight
Letting the moment, the feeling fill us
Everything seeming so right

The perfect night, it doesn't matter
What we do, where we are
Or whether we speak or not
The perfect night is perfect
As long as I'm with you

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