Naughty, naughty, naughty
Eager so very eager I find myself lately wanting to
Love you up and down and all over
Send you over the edge with just a trembling touch of my fingertips
Oh no you don't...
Time and again night sings
the same old song -
turned into yourself, like an
old tangerine gone hard and
armoured against all
outside influence you lie
rejecting. All your defences -
What do you think about late at night
As you lie quietly in your comfortable bed?
Do you drift on fluffy clouds toward slumber,
Or do the ghosts of what might have been appear?
Do your thoughts...
Night Of Remembranceby
Not in Californiaby
note to selfby
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