From dusk to dawn.
Angel of beauty.
From dusk to dawn.
From dusk to dawn I ponder on the thought of her beauty.
Would she be my flounder or would she be my plunder.
Though I seek for her all over, still I wonder from dusk to dawn Oh’ how she might look I wonder.
I came across a bridge, must I cross or must I not.
When in the distance I see my flounder I dreamed of way back yonder.
Eyes that glimmer, smiles that make me shiver tells me, I must have her.
Beauty like no other, tells me I need her would she let me have her, or would she simple turn and show me the back of her shoulder.
As she passes on by my breathless moment, my hart beating a pace I no longer could bear.
As I stair at her perfections, her beauty and loving smile its hard for me to speak I swear.
Hair hanging, blown over her feminine lined shoulder by a gentle breeze, I swear she’s an Angel no man but I would care.
Finally I stutter these words, from dusk to dawn this our moment both you and I must share.
(2015)
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