By sam ende
Date: 3 March 2001
another day done
another day done
the kids, all done and dusted, abed.
the dishes, all done and washed and dried
and the tv, all programmed out and duly silenced
and the clock, all a louder for it
tick tock tick tock tick tock
yes, the clock, is all a louder for it
in my dreams, when you're not looking
- and i know you're not looking)
i sneak up from behind you
and blow little love kisses
into your ear. do they tickle ?
and when you're asleep
- and i know you're asleep)
i crawl under your covers
and breath little hot circles
down your spine. do you then wake
as i do ?
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