The Golden Floor

Tell me that you want to dance

I want to feel your pulse on mine

Just treat me like a stolen glance

To yourself

A dark shape on a golden floor

A sleeping planet with a molten core

From above we'd cut a slow eight shape

And much more

I'm a peasant in your princess arms

Penniless with only charm

As we're leveled by the low hot lights

And disarmed

I'm not afraid of anything even time

It'll eke away at everything but we'll be fine

I'm folded in the bread you made

You're cold until my body bathes

You in the heat I kept aside

All these days

I'm not afraid of anything even time

It'll eke away at everything but we'll be fine

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