Too late for a sorry

How do I say sorry?

I find it hard to say,

I see it written,

We’ll never be the same.

How I wish for the things to fall back,

I know our life won’t be back on the track,

And I know, it was all my mistake,

This smile I have, no longer can I fake,

I need to find a window,

To crawl out of my misery,

And if I don’t find you,

Have mercy and just kill me.

How do I say sorry?

How do I make it right?

It plagues my sunshine,

And putrefies my nights.

And every moment I live,

I breathe in my death,

If you don’t trust me,

Come kiss me feel my breath,

I need to find a road,

To drive away from pain,

And if I don’t reach you,

Wipe me like a stain.

Yes I am sorry,

But words I fail to say,

Your angry eyes,

Bury me in my shame,

I try to find,

A way to plead,

A way to die,

Is all that I need,

A way to say,

How sorry I feel,

A way to die,

Yes, I really need.

Dance, Dance, Dance

Stop tapping your feet,

Stop listening to the beat,

Get up and shake your booty,

You ain’t here on a duty,

So let your hair down,

Have fun like a clown,

Give me a 1, 2, 3,

And let your body free

               And let your body free,

               And let your body free.

Dance, dance, dance,

Come on put a step right, right, right,

Set the floor on fire on this night,

Dance, dance, dance,

Come on make a move left, left, left,

Show the world why you are best.

Yes, give me that move,

You know how to groove,

Jump up and the punch the air,

Yes, you have got that flair,

Now add a twist to it,

You are now super hit,

Give me a 3, 2, 1,

Yes that is how it’s done,

                Yes that is how it’s done,

                Yes that is how it’s done.

Dance, dance, dance,

Come on take a step back, back, back,

Yes that move is right for this track,

Dance, dance, dance,

Go on jump ahead and up, up, up,

You’ve won the damn dancing cup.     

Summer - the season of lust/love (4 season quadrology)

Things are beginning to get hot,

We are getting so steamy,

Love listening to her whispers,

Staring in eyes so dreamy,

Love little bites that she gave,

Every moment for them I crave,

And when she gives me a kiss,

I know that I have entered,

Summer of love.

I love holding her so close,

Not a whiff of air in between,

I love her nibbling my ears,

Seems like to heaven I’ve been,

Love rolling in satin sheets,

My heart goes faster in speed,

And when my clothes are ripped off,

I know that I am in the,

Summer of love.

Make out, make out, make out, make out,

Its sweet, it’s fun, it’s great, it’s hot,

I love the smell of sweat she throws,

As the love in me begins to grow,

She bites, she screams, she cries in pain,

And whispers to me ‘love me again’,

I love the look of lust she gives,

In the summer of love, we are in.