Slip away.

We hugged inThe backroomAnd I shrugged whenHe said it was too soonBut I knew himLike peach boonesAnd tasted him with eachSipStill I go to the beachAnd slipSlipSlip away.Feeling him on my lipsAnd with every sway-Thats when I remember his bathroomOr how I wanted to say"I'll be back soon!"But I couldn't do itLove isn't made in [...]