Hands Off |
| by Moonshyne |
When things get too comfy,
And voices fade slowly,
Please remind me quietly
to take my hands off.
When we start moving together,
And our lips start moving closer,
Please remind me gently
to take my hands off.
When things get serious,
And talk gets intimate,
Please tell me softly
to take my hands off.
When smiles exchanged become knowing,
And we can't seem to stop staring,
Please tell me quietly
to take my hands off.
When standing away is not an option,
And cuddling under covers is the only alternative,
Please tell me
to take my hands off.
When you are not mine to keep
and you're not mine to love,
When lines are crossed,
hurt just seems to grow,
So when things start heating up
and passions start running high,
Please tell me gently
To take my hands off of you.
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