
pearly gate creaks
a peek, and you float
out robed in
steam,
think i caught
the mirror
blush,
meet me in the mist,
trace a heart on glass
and kiss it on
its lips,
for it won’t be long
‘fore there’s
no mist.

pearly gate creaks
a peek, and you float
out robed in
steam,
think i caught
the mirror
blush,
meet me in the mist,
trace a heart on glass
and kiss it on
its lips,
for it won’t be long
‘fore there’s
no mist.