Take Her to the Limit

It was a cold moist night clearly to consume, the voice beyond might with a dash of perfume. Her body got me yawning wanting to resume, what made me imagine she's the star of the loom. Better yet she's the bride to the groom. Tick tockin' watch clockin', bound together in one room. I found a letter stating rhymes whenever she climbs higher than ever. I'll defy her with flyers, posted miles from sky earth. From the Nile to an isle, I'll run from your smile. You're too beautiful, but your always in denial. Why so childish when it comes from a mild wish. Even though it's fatal, I'll consider one at the table. Eating breakfast with Navals, and the next trick is labeled. Unable to stay bold the next love may very well just be gold.