Mark Heathcote (22/03/66 / Manchester)
Drank deep in paradise
You exposed your beauty and my heart
It drank deep in paradise
And my heart it beat thrice a second…
Unto look deep in your eyes.
Under the hood of a streetlamp in the moonlight
I was lost for words
There wasn’t a songbird to be seen
But that’s all I heard.
So I guess I found me an angel that day,
And a heaven that night
I’ll tell you here and now it came to stay.
And I was blown away… like a kite.
But she held the string, and-roll-it-over
Over-and-over in a cloud
And then we both jumped off the jetty,
Honestly, stark-naked eternally avowed.
And, much, more than eternally wowed…
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