July

The way your tan skin glistened in the hot heat of July
The way that every now and then we were eye to eye
The way that your hands controlled every move I made
The way you had me going, I wish you could have stayed.

Standing face to face, bodies dripping sweat,
The smell and taste of lust, I will never forget...
Your eyes, your lips, your hands; I want to have again,
Your kiss has taken me places that I have never been...

It cannot be the last time and place that our faces meet,
There will never be another man that could ever compete...
The way you make me feel, the way you make me high,
The way that you have grown on me, I never want to say goodbye...