Stay a little longer, my love,

Have another glass;

Let the rising of your chest be the beat to my drum,

The tapping of your left foot in rhythm;

Here, have another glass,

Stay the night.


Let me be music to your ears,

The sight of me scaring away all your fears.

May the smell of me

Be your scent of haven;

If you linger a little,

The taste of me, honey to your lips will be.


My touch, as refreshing as a new dawn,

As cold water on a hot back.

Wait till our hearts dance the tango,

And my face, sweet happiness to your soul.

Wait the night, my love;

Stay with me.


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Brenda W


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