In the Belly of Love


Shiftin’ rhythms rockin through time

And I’m not trapped between part ways and maybes

Sweet lips ride the back of sweet tastin nights

Mean nothing ‘less your soul’s in the arms of mine


New days come and new days go

And I’m not thinkin about main streets and highways

‘Cause magic rides in the belly of love

Turning softly wet sliding in skin to skin embrace


Coffee in the morning on sunrise time

Shuffled blankets sunlight dancing on sleeping curves

I hear the soft sounds of love

A word we dream and tarnish and dream again




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