|Warm spring nights have come to call
and the moon is thin but bright
I dance in a cotton gown beneath it all
I feel I've earned the right.
Too many nice days behind a desk
can make your spirit weak
I'll put the night to the test
and embrace it cheek to cheek
With arms outstretched and eyes shut tight
I feel the wind in my hair
nothing caresses you like a warm, spring night
nor eases every care
It feels like a familiar love
no pretenses, no mystery
like a well worn velvet glove
full of wonderful history
And comical I must appear
but I don't give a damn!
There's nothing in the night I fear
it's just the way I am.
Copyright © 2003 Tricia Bock
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