

HoneymoonLets make love on the beach Under star filled skies In conditions that can only be replicated in heaven The ways of our consummation will be impossible describe Even with the words of a poet Our only companion will be a bottle of Rum We will forget our places and responsibility For one night You won’t remember your boyfriend far way in the service Nor I, my sick newlywed pregnant wife in my hotel Tomorrow’s sun will comeHoneymoon
And dissolve our fling With it all of the strings Lets make love on the beach tonight
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