by-Matthew F. Blowers III

The first smoke

of the day is best,

my third Black Velvet

nightly bliss

but Baby I can't

live like this...

I can't live like this

I get much higher

when we kiss

those smokey eyes

they do the trick

no nicotine is strong enough

to match the buzz

that shares your love.....

Chorus-

Lost in the velvet

of your arms

the blackest nights

hold endless charms,

I need you there when my alarm

wakes me to face

your lovely form

my rose before life's

endless thorns.

I've sampled all

the endless brews

but up against your

lips they lose,

I've savored herbs

they make me snooze

and so much

hungrier for you

my rose before life's

endless thorns.

my rose before life's

endless thorns.

I guess I should

go join up with

Lover's anonymous

in a tiff,

and share the myth

that absence makes

the heart grow fonder

pure bullshit

But I would so

much rather be

fast forwarding

past all my wait

until we share

another date.

Chorus-

,

Lost in the velvet

of your arms

the blackest nights

hold endless charms,

I need you there

when my alarm

wakes me to face

your lovely form

my rose before life's

endless thorns.

my rose.... before

life's endless thorns...