Slow day in Paradise

Tis a slow day in paradise

so let's make love a little longer.

Ruby lips pressing full on mine,

making our love grow stronger.



Though our time here is not forever,

and our journey will move us on,

share your wine of passion with me,

and your sigh that's become my song.



Think not of the morrow's tidings,

it plots to tear us from this vice.

But feel my soothing lover's touch,

tis a slow day in this paradise.



And the morrow..

did it's deed..



Time has taken us from that land of love,

as I knew that it would be.

But the memories of your ruby lips

kiss my heart in ecstacy.



Now I wonder on my lonely days,

does a tear form slowly in your eyes?

Thinking back upon,

that slow day in Paradise.