After the fireworks but before the parade by Shannon McEwenHeated kisses and soul searing hugs
Zealous lust the years have tamed
Fireworks turn to less frequent tugs
Where the clock ticks and time shrugs
Looks to memories of lovers famed
Heated kisses and soul searing hugs
Stranded on faded heart shaped rugs
Feeling the momentum softly flamed
Fireworks turn to less frequent tugs
A hectic life where responsibility lugs
Love remains but so often unnamed
Heated kisses and soul searing hugs
Time steals moments like juvenile thugs
Still a heart remains so tightly claimed
Fireworks turn to less frequent tugs
A moment with you so fully drugs
And love is once again aptly renamed
Heated kisses and soul searing hugs
Fireworks turn to less frequent tugs
10/08/2011 Posted on 10/09/2011 Copyright © 2024 Shannon McEwen
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