Monday night

Last class of French,
Lamps in an orange colour
Makes me feel like wanting to have a beer
Disappearing with hard swallows
Lamps around the place
The oportunity of know her better
A smart and cute person
Beautiful woman lost in this crazy working city
With her crazy companionship
Let's get out of here
Let's have a dream of man an woman
Loving each other, telling one another
No else matters but your scent
Let's through Argentina, Chile or France
Even through BH, with its good coffees and drinks and funs
Let's live a moment of man and woman
You're eyes are begging for it
Some drinks and some times and you'll be mine and
I'll be yours and we are just one, on a cold night
Close to each other the sheets would be the only witness
Of an attempt to live on a special night...
No judges, no nothing, just pure livraison
Hugs and kisses under red light with a scarf over a lamp
We are just all silhouettes in a world of undefined forms
Feel each other, desire each other, kiss each other
Embrace a moment that never goes back...
An eternity in a couple of hours,
Who cares?
Your eyes are pure curiosity, your body burns in flames of desire
And I burn with you, beautiful creature,
Until our wishes becoming ashes and gentle
Resting with the grass-green-land-worms of the earth
Pour toujours...