Weekend Spelled In Three Words, Within Four Corners
As I open the door in your room
I enter with that warm feeling
Taking my clothes off, wearing yours
I am home, in your arms, once a week.
I lay myself in your bed
Its small and its better
I lay not to sleep but to dream with you
To hear you breathe, skin to skin, I am all yours
I would like to be up all night
Observing you, keeping you pleased
Sometimes when my emotions consume me
Your love blankets my soul, then I’m fine.
I can no longer imagine a day without you
Hours spent apart, torments me inside
How I wish I was born already beside you
That would’ve been easy, finding myself, finally finding it with you.
Life ain't easy for me anymore
But thank you for helping me carry the load
For always wearing that smile despite the hurdles
For constantly choosing me, committed, I love you
We may not be the typical couple
But our love is greater than the naked universe
I know things may come along and shake our grounds
But I will never run.
I‘ll stick with you, in your room
Continuously blanketing you, as you strip me.
I will never fade
Life will be spent laying with you
Finding home, in your arms
...Definitely more than once a week.
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