Hotel top floor
Staring out over the lights of the city.
Yet the brightest light is standing in front of me.
Awaiting my touch I want to be your filament.
Keep you on all night.
I take my glasses off and and hope we can discover electricity while I throw a couple Of Ben Franklins.
I am in love with the tidal wave that is your slow wind, be my my ocean view.
Show me how well you can put on a show.
I want the city to get a view of you if they dare watch.
I’ll sit back and let you be center stage. The focus is all on you!
Is nothing compared to