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When Lovers Rest
NAB (New Years of 1983 / North Carolina)

When Lovers Rest

I can barely breathe this time
We've kissed so long my lips are dry
And when you take my breath away
These trembling lips have nothing to say
Then my finger-tips like infantry
Storm the curves of your restless body
Laying your fragile head back
This soldier brigade goes on the attack
Kissing till our lips grow weak
Wrapped in arms we fall asleep

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