What is Romance?
What does the word romance givethe promise of love as long as we live
I know what I feel deep inside of me
so who decides what perfect romance will be
your hand cupped tightly on the small of my back
pulling me close and leaving no slack
kissing me gently as your fingers begin to travel
and slowly the strings of my heart unravel
my palms are sweaty and breathing is hard
as ever part of me longs for your every part
long strong arms meant to hold only me
and most beautiful eyes as blue as the sea
who needs roses and candle light
when wild flowers along the road feel more than right
you holding me so close I feel your heart beating
and once again I am lost in our passions heating
this is what romance is to me
me wanting you and you wanting me
close the door behind you as we skip across the room
and make love to me by the light of the moon
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