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an old poem I just pulled out of mothballs |
| If I can't feel your heart beat you're too far away I long to lay my hand on your warm smooth skin Feel the strong rhythm that makes you live To close my eyes and drift to sleep to that rhythm I lay here tonight fantasizing about the night The night that I will finally get what I desire The scene is set we lay together our bodies close So close it is even hard for the air to pass through our embrace Never feeling so safe and warm as I will with you I lay my head upon your chest and my hand over your heart The beating from your chest is all I can hear It's all I want to hear The rhythm of your heart puts me to sleep Till that day you give me what I so much desire I'll drift to sleep every night to the thought of you |