Love Poem: Call Me Monday When I'Ve Made My Millions

Call Me Monday When I'Ve Made My Millions

How true it is- it's you I miss, 
Deep inside my Heart's bare core 
Oblige me, please, with one more kiss-
Oh, my Love- this I implore!
Of you I dream the sweetest dreams, 
That in my arms you hither lie 
When I awake, and seen what I've seen, 
By my own guilt I wish to die!