It starts with a look smooth like honey
fantasy, mystique and intrigue
I see her all the time
she resides in all my dreams
she lives inside my head
she lives inside my head
I taste her cherry lipstick
beautiful sight, full, Autumn moon
This isn't the way I planned it
all the wrong kind of attention
She liked late night encounters
and my bed still feels like tears
in a room of falling water
nights of the long lost woman
come back girl
last kisses that pierced my heart
sadness in November rain
I love the full moons, but an autumn moon is intruiging and mysterious to me, you are a true poet.