Talking in Tongues

Back on Midnight Street in
Knigtsbridge
In the fall of Eighty-three
She would read from
First Editions
With his hand upon her knee
While she sat naked
by the Window
Reading "Leda and the Swan"
Saying you be my Ulysses
And he'd just say come
On...and they'd go
Over and over...
over and over
Again
Lost inside of time...never
Wondering why
The world's a meditation they
Thought would never end

And she was talking in tongues
He was lost inside her eyes
She said God is in the details
He said God's between your thighs
And he couldn't find an inch
Of her he hadn't memorized....
And they'd melt into one
Talking in tongues....

She had come right out of nowhere
He was staggered from the start
And it's not the years
But mileage
When it's matters of the heart...
And from the first time that she touched him
He was lost and he was found
She offered him her everything
And he followed her on down
And they went over and over....
Over and over
Again
Lost inside of time....
Never wondering why
The world's a meditation
They thought would never end
Michael Stanley



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