Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you
Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you
When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can’t do no wrong
And when I hold you in my arms
My love won’t do you no harm
And I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you
When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can’t do no wrong
And when I hold you in my arms
My love can’t do me no harm
And I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, well I got you
Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would
So good, so good, ’cause I got you
So good, so good, ’cause I got you
So good, so good, ’cause I got you
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Do you want to dance
with me on these autumn
days when your sugar
makes my spice find you?
Can you tell me how you
feel when your glimmering
gaze touches mine and
our hands already dance?
Will you remember me
when the falling leaves
forget their place & the
wind whispers to you?
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feeling good
in whispered tweet
upon this moment too sweet..
love is bliss
i share in a kiss
as heartbeats binds
in sparks entwined..
and beauty chimes
in flirtatious smiles.
Sing, sing our last sunset
from wine red to purple,
forgetting tomorrow for now.
I feel good, you in my arms,
kisses avoiding goodbyes,
& I breathe your tenderness
deep, deep the spice of you.
In my arms, the morning won’t come
& tears won’t find another day.
I feel good when water brace me with chills on a hot day.
I feel good when I’m with folks who talk poetry
I feel good when words carve me a smile.