It’s the Who of Who We’re Supposed To Be

Ocho Tango Place-Dancing Til the Sun Goes Down
It's the Who of Who We're Supposed To Be
by Michael Doyle

Hey now small town lady
You with your golden heart
Let's slip off to somewhere shady
That would be so very smart

To find our way to the pine trees
With a picnic basket of love
Out beneath the cool breeze
While the sun shines above

We'll make our own golden days
As we shine for each other
In a billion tiny, separate ways
And we keep on loving one another

It might be that way for an eternity
That would still be too short a time
Talking about love and you and me
Missing out on this would be a crime

I'm gonna love you right and true
As we make our own good ole days
Thinking it may be that I've dreamed you
It feels so right in a million different ways

I've a feeling, it's who we're supposed to be
Dancing our dance under the moonlight
Caught up in the rapture of every possibility
If we're forever, that would be be just right

Come on and love me in every way you can
I'll love you back and even just a bit deeper
If you'll only love me and let me be your man
It only took a moment to know you're my keeper

And so that is what I am going to always do
Spending every moment that I possibly can
Lady, my happiest moments are with you
I'm going to let you love me like a woman...

(c) January 18, 2020 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
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Writer, poet, musician, surfer, father of two princesses.
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