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Hush me Now
In the dark hush of dawn,
Before the dew rests on the lawn.
I feel your arms envelope me tight,
Not sure if I want to see the light.
I lay my head upon your chest,
You shush me now; you know what’s best.
Legs entwined like young oak branches,
Tell me the time, what are the chances?
Draw the covers up round us tight,
Morning thrill, you’re quite a sight.
Then turn the clock face, turn it away,
So we can steal another day.
Please hush me now, while twilight lingers,
I want the rush from your soft fingers.
Take me down our lover’s lane,
Before I go completely insane.
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