Maureen Cleave

With me there was no pass
she's precious as a lover
I want our thing to last
because I am in clover

Burn candle at both ends
to warm up and enlighten
on us this love depends
it's Sunday we are hiding

MAUREEN CLEAVE
WAITS BEHIND
THE OPEN DOORS
OF HER MIND

MAUREEN CLEAVE
KNOW FOR SURE
I BELIEVE
SHE WANTS MORE

No pain yo feel inside
to end this gruesome waiting
no feeling are to hide
we are interdepending

I reach a distant shore
seduced and notwithstanding
the sensual encore
you are my sacred candy

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