Remember The Night We Danced In France, by Don't build lies on ice cubes. Subscribe to rss feed for Don't build lies on ice cubes.

Remember the night we danced under the moon
You spun me in the air up high
You lifted me to the heavens
And I loved you then, I loved you true
As I flew from your arms
Remember me as I was then
As I giggled against your neck
My breath was upon your lips
And I tasted you under the moon
The stars were shooting across the sky
It was just for us that night
Not one, but two
The stars they flew
And we danced the night in France

We fell into each others arms
In our naked happy bliss
The night was clear and beautiful
And lying down upon you I felt your kiss
I felt you move around me
I felt you from inside
I loved you then, you loved me too
The night we danced in France

Now I know we danced upon your driveway
And we danced upon the prom
We danced upon the pebbled beach
And fell down within our boat
But you can forget those dances
You have my permission to let the memory fade
Just remember the night we danced in France
Please remember. For always.
Posted: 2010-02-02 23:38:24 UTC

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2008-08-12 14:21:46Tim Pozzi
This is absolutely beautiful. I can relate to a similar experience. Thanks for sharing...