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Sometimes We Just KissThe moon is risin’ and red as my old gas canThe tractor’s parked and the wind is sleepin’ in the grainWe’re nestled on the porch swing ‘neath a warm afghanSweet air driftin’ up the driveway from Peach Tree laneBut sitting and sipping wine, becomes a mystery danceWhen your eyes touch mine, with a smoky glanceAnd sometimes nothing’s deeperThan a tender kissWhen long and slow it reachesWhere desire isWe pull each other closerLaugh and reminisceO and sometimes we make loveSometimes we just kissI see your cheeks are as flushed as that full red moonAnd gently brush your auburn hair from your foreheadYou take my hand down the hall to our bedroomAnd we melt slowly into shadows and silhouettesWith the stars shinin’ in, and the window open wideThe sweat on your ivory skin, glistens in the nightBut sometimes nothing’s deeperThan a sultry kissWhen long and slow it reachesWhere the spirit isWe pull each other closerLaugh and reminisceO and sometimes we make loveSometimes we just kissRepeat chorus…©2007 Robert George