Morning Still

rinyville

She tiptoes through morning mist
Turns around my soul is twisting
When I bind my heart in longing and desire

She lifts up her skirt when she wades
In rivers and it’s then the fog fades
With a teasing smile she sets my soul on fire

Her smile is like a morning still
I’m frozen in her time
I’ll lose myself, I know I will
I want her to be mine

She unbuttons her shirt in slow motion
Drops her skirt, her magic potion
Takes me to another space and time

She leads me to her Shangri La
I catch a glimpse of a breast, a bra and I
Feel her warmth burning on my skin

Her smile is like a morning still
I’m frozen in her time
I’ll lose myself, I know I will
I want her to be mine

She tiptoes through morning mist
Turns around my soul is twisting
When I bind my heart in longing and desire