My dearest darling, hold me close beneath
the moon in warm embrace. Be soft and kind
to me in slumber. Please forgive and be
not angry as I part at morning’s light.
Beloved darling, I’ve returned to rest
my head. The troubles of the day are done.
I lay, sensation starts. Upon my breast
I feel you once again; we become one.
Enfold my body, capture nightmares, drive
away the thoughts that hinder me of sleep.
Come, let us be until the lights arrive.
In mind, “I pray the Lord, my soul to keep.”
However dear, I think you need to know:
I’m having an affair with the p’llow.
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