"Kissed by A Rose"
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There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen.
I stood there, as stoic as Sam, watching the sea on the cliffs.
I believe that I am part of the sea – a tall tower, watching over it.
"You ready Jakey-boy?" Leah asks.
I turn and flash her a bright smile.
"Yeah, I'm ready,"
If I am a tall tower watching the sea, Leah is like a lighthouse – watching me, evening me out when I'm too dark.
I grabbed her hand, and she curls into my body, giving me a simple, chaste kiss.
I grin, and kiss her more passionately.
Like Ke$ha said – you're love is my drug.
But our love was then that – our love is the high, not the pill.
We stood and kissed (and fondled, let's be honest) for a while.
Long enough for the snow to start.
Stupid winter weather.
She giggled and looked up at me, my eyes becoming wide as I drank in all of her.
.
Bella used to call me the 'sun' – but it was Leah who omitted the light.
I'm sure that, now, the only light I reflect is the light that Leah gives me.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
The stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the gray.
It's the strangest – but best – feeling kissing Leah.
For one, she's actually the same temperature as me.
But it's something I'd never give up.
Her lips – the colour of roses – are what I'd liken to kissing an actual rose.
Soft.
Tender.
The feeling unrivalled.
Kissing her is like kissing a rose.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
I look into her eyes, as I lean down, resting our foreheads together.
"God, you're beautiful," I tell her, making her smirk.
She doesn't say anything in reply – but what can she say? In all honesty, what can she say?
"You're beautiful, and I love you," I tell her.
She grins. "Love you too Jake."
I know there's only so much I can actually say to her – I'm only one man.
I frown slightly, thinking over what I can say.
"Jake?"
I smile at her. "You know, you are my power," I tell her, as she pulls away. "My powers, my pleasure,"
She trails her fingers down, down, down.
She gently squeezes my errection.
"My pain," I breathe out.
She grins in triumph. "Yeah, I know."
"My addiction," I breathe, placing kisses around her jaw, down her neck, enjoying the sensation of the goosebumps breaking out over her skin as I go.
"I bet it isn't healthy," she breathes back, tracing her fingers over my chiselled chest.
I looked at her face, seeing how beautiful she looked, with the snow lighting up her dark amber eyes, making them glow.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the gray,
I've been kissed by a rose on the gray,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the gray,
...And if I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the gray.
The contrast of the grey world around us, to her in all her golden glory was something.
I kiss her again, feeling her light light me up inside.
Kissed by a rose in the grey.
The sun manages to break through, slightly, the dense cloud cover, and the rays hit our cheeks, lighting up the kiss, making it magical.
I pressed slightly, my hands on her waist, hers around my neck, pressing her down gently into the snow, knowing that the cold wouldn't affect us.
I briefly wondered if I should be doing this.
But then she tugged on my bottom lip, and I was hers.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
"My addiction," I breathe to her.
"My drug," she whispers back.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray
Each second between us is something to be marvelled at.
The rose and the thorn.
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the gray
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray.
The light hit her body as I moved myself inside of her, and she glowed.
My rose.
"My rose," I breathe out as I surge into her.
"My man," she breathes back, meeting me, thrust for thrust.