Heatwave

A heatwave is sweeping across this land As we drive along Carlow's country roads Listening to Black Sabbath such a talented band I have a sense of our unbreakable togetherness even with our heavy load. You are oozing a sexual magnetism A vibrant sensuality Of the male power of attraction and mentality I feel the bond we have swimming deeply in my soul I think together we will grow old With a dignity and the truth of our love And to conquer our past As the sun's rays beat down from bluest skies above. The Blackstairs Mountains looms proudly, at ease In it's raw and ancient beauty like a lustful tease Mount Leinster rising the highest a warrior of truth That will never cease, The truth is an all consuming sensuality and reality This heatwave is to save Our broken past to heal us fast The past is completed and deleted, The tumbling hedges and briars hugging the country roads, The mountains seem to be paying their respects to all the crops sowed, As our two hearts touch and enfold We strike out with a passion so bold, We have discovered at the end of every country road There is the promise of our eternal love With challenges and arguments even with the bluest skies above We will bask in the heatwave of our love