Number Ten

They say that truth is beauty

but I'm not sure that's true.

I like the lies in the dark

passed between me and you.

I like the lies hot and and whispered,

underneath the sheets.

They say that truth is beauty- if that is what you seek.

But lie to me a little while- tender like a spark.

Lie to me my beloved.

Lie here in the dark.

I know you never meant it,

or it's not what you said- but lie to me a little

while I hold your head,

against my heart, and see if it's what you want

down here in the dark.

Before the dawn and the light of day

chases all the sweet lies of love away.

They say that truth is beauty

but I'm not sure that's true.

For you're the most beautiful liar,

I'm sure I ever knew.