one more morning
  one more night
blow out the flickering
  candle light
one more chance
  to shoot the moon
whistle some
  mournful tune,

I watch you in
  your yoga pose
wearing not a
  stitch of clothes
out in the
  morning sun
we'll have breakfast
  when you're done,

I love to watch
  your body move
in the morning light
  so smooth
I love to sleep with you
  each night
make love by
  the candle light,

but, here I sit
  in contemplation
of our rambling
you stand there
  in perfect pose
life slips by
  the river flows,

we're cut from such
  different stock
you a flower
  me a rock
what common node
  do we possess
suspect that's anyone's

you finish there
  come inside
tell me you would
  like a ride,
off into the
  morning mist
breakfast is something we
  won't miss ...

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