Pink Sheets
Flesh and naked skin
Embracing under pink sheets covering our world
I stare into your imperfections
And believe in love
Kisses and hands caressing
Moments and thoughts while undressing
This is what I call life
What it means to be alive
I don’t understand the word love
But I understand what it means
To be in your arms, in your eyes
This fear that circles the room
These dreams that circle you and I
I can taste a future
I can taste broken hearts
I walk through this the same
Believing in God’s game
I don’t know what love is
But I feel God when I touch you
These hopes and fears
Burn beyond the years
I will never forget one of these moments
At least this, I know, is meant to be
ⓒ 2001 Shawn Michael Quinn
ⓒ 2001 Shawn Michael Quinn
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