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  • Writer's pictureGeorgia

A temporary love that lasted forever.

Updated: Jul 28, 2022

Billy and Jenny met at a disco bar

She was heavily drinking tequila

He was smoking his second cigar.

Jenny was flirting with Louie

A playboy singer with a guitar.

Billy was hanging with Angie

The most popular girl in town.

Jenny was wearing a blue dress

A thing that caught Billy’s eye.

Her back was made for bites and kisses

And her sculpted ankles for heavy rides.

She felt Billy’s eyes on her skin

And she imagined them dark green

But she couldn’t tell who’s who

Angie and Louie were in between.

DJ changed the music

Milli Vanilli they started to hear

Girl You Know It’s True

The old song, now on vinyl.

Louie kissed Jenny

She kissed him back.

Angie jumped on Billy

She wanted to dance.

Billy said no

Babe, I gotta go

And on his way out

His eyes met Jenny’s

They were mesmerized.

His heart went wild

Hers felt something else

And she pulled back fast

From Louie’s heavy arms.

Oh, God! Those dark green eyes.

This man must be mine.

This woman, Lord, I know now

She is so wild, but she is the one.

She followed him outside

Stranger! Make love to me tonight!

Billy turned around and came close to her

Lingered on her hair, then looked into her eyes

Don’t provoke love, it’s a burning game.

You started this fire, now it’s too late.


This is too much, can’t be your whore.

Why? Too proud for a temporary love?

That’s a player’s game. This is what you want?

Life is so, stranger. There’s nothing more.

Oh, so you’re addicted to that dilemma

Addicted to what? What do you mean?

Butterflies, thrills, and Shakespearean drama

I’m listening, listening, listening

The chaos after the nights of passion

Go on, stranger, go on, I am following

That is the question. To feel or not to feel.

Ha ha ha, you think you know me

I know. I know why you only begin.

So, this is your fear, my temporary feelings.

No darling, only the illusions that feel way too real.

Let’s cut it to the bone! What’s gonna be?

I can’t deny the heat between you and me.

I feel this love, but I cannot see it in reality

There’s no such thing besides you and me.

Don’t want to commit, that is not my thing

Fair enough, darling, but don’t behave as it is.

I want your cake, but I also want more.

Ah, you feel pleasure from fear. That’s going on.

You are driving me crazy, stop analyzing.

Tell the truth, darling

There’s no other way

For people like you and me

To play the burning game.

This is the truth, this is who I am

Torn between freedom and the dream of love

Stop torturing me, I want you so badly

To tear you apart, be nasty and aggressive

Talk dirty, do it rough, crazy, and sweaty

Why on Earth can’t we just be?

Seduce me now, stranger.

Or I was wrong and you can’t handle me?

This is it? Your way or the highway?

Yes, stranger. Now, can we play?

So, this is how it’s gonna be

You pretending in love with me

Saying anything I wanna hear.

A trickster, a joker, a player

Illegal to the bone, the kind you wanna sue.

Yes, stranger. But one dressed in blue.


Billy went out

She followed him outside

Stranger! Make love to me tonight!

Billy turned around and came close to her

His dark green eyes made Jenny feel dreamy

Meet me on Sunday.

What’s wrong with now?

Everything, darling, just follow the signs.

So be it, stranger. Where would that be?

Red Moon Hotel. And by the way...


Come naked, I’ll dress you up.

What's your name stranger?

Call me what you want.

Twenty years later

At Red Moon Hotel

Every night on Sundays

Flames of love were burning

Between Billy and Jenny

In Room 88.

You could never tell

If they come or not

They were never talking

About what’s going on

The truth was enough.

Never said the words

And neither of them asked

Their names or the question

That one, you know what

Or if the next Sunday, the deal is still up.

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