Sleep

Written a while back when I slept well.

Sleep is weird, sleep is neat, sleep is cool and when in heat.
Still a mystery and where do we go, a distance beyond San Diego?
In my pad and when awake, I like to sleep after a 12 oz. steak.
Mmm so sweet and smack your lips, blow me a kiss while I grab your hips.
Work it, make it, we both sweat, keep me close and feel my breath.
Believe you me, when I sleep I journey. No wonder sometimes I awake quite horny.
Hoo hoo hoo and ha ha ha, sleep with me and you’ll sing “La-di-da”.