Late Night Jones
In the wee hours of the night
I'm awaken from a long hard day
Rain drops isolates me
As candle light glistens upon me
And as I roll to the side to check the time
I'm blinded by your beautiful smile
Which is outlined by mahogany
Seen through a mist of black love
It's worth a thousand and some
1:33am - I know your tired
But I just can't resist!
See I'm addicted to your velvet voice
Like a poet is to poems
And a singer is to songs
So I'm ringing your telephone.....
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