Captured under your arms embrace
I’m a dirty angel, fallen from grace.
Weak to the temptation of my forbidden desire,
you’re hot to the touch, I’m playing with fire.

The sun beating down, romping in our joy,
the wind’s harsh whisper reminding me I shouldn’t be here with you boy.
Your tantalising taste pulls the keys of my conscience
the passing people break the incessant silence.

The lake torments the banks with its harsh billows
drowning out the creak of the eminent willows
that crowd around us, but offer no protection,
threatening to declare our state of affection.

Hand in hand, you make me feel at ease
your kisses make me breathless, my heart starts to seize.
Your immense blue eyes exploring mine
two separate bodies, but our feelings entwine.

Dumbfounded by your psychedelic smile
my virulent fears return for a while.
You hold me close and melt them away
like the moon that thrusts the night’s clouds into day.

Moonlight boy, shining bright
I wanted to hold on to you, hold you so tight
with your fleeting hands and your looks so red,
my imagination is running wild in my head.