Making love after the moon arises The ryhmic motion of our bodies hypnotises Sweat forms rivlets on our skin Missing for so long, better notify our next of kin Misting up the windows of our ’68 Don’t want to miss a beat I want to feel your heat I don’t want to be too late Sins of the flesh How could what feels so right, be so wrong? Sins of the flesh Eternity seems so short, Tommorow far too long sins of the flesh Sins of the flesh Forbidden fruit on the tree of life Sins of the flesh A rope wround your neck tight sins of the flesh I look into your eyes Where the passion in your soul resides Thats when we both realise The grass is greener on the other side Lying together in the dark Heat coming from the nights loins When did sin have a heart? Promises tossed aside like tarnished coin Sins of the flesh Kisses so soft in the air so hot Sins of the flesh I may not know alot sins of the flesh Sins of the flesh Heading for home after the mission is done Sins of the flesh When everything is dour, get together and have some fun sins of the flesh Sins of the flesh sins of the flesh Sins of the flesh sins of the flesh Making love as the moon decends...Birth sign: Virgo
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