If I were there in the morning
I want you to know
As you get ready for work
I'd make you not want to go
Slowly I'd pull you toward me
I kiss you softly on the lips
I'd whisper in your ear
That today work you should skip
You look at me and say I know
As you start to undress
I lay there in my birthday suit
Against me you slowly press
Then before we know it
Again we're making love
You getting ready for work
Is not what I'm dreaming of
We take our time like always
No need for us to hurry
It was great you called in sick
We have no need to worry
So here in bed we will stay
Because outside it's freezing
Under the covers with me
All day you'll be teasing
10-10-09/RJH
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