At the break of dawn I wake up mesmerizedto the vision of you walking towards meFresh out of the shower shirtless, with wet hairand in your unbuttoned jeansI ache for a kiss as I put away the cigarette hanging loosely on your lips And in the moment when your lips touch mine I realizethere is no way I am making it out of these sheets or Paris

No one said my name quite like you I was thunder when I spilled out of your mouth.

Can we do this love thing over? I want to fall again, this time deeper.

I know you remember how hard I bit the word loveuntil it bled out of my mouthor how my lips trembled when I said you