Barry in the Morning by Raymond A. Foss
He’s on the stereo Smoky, sultry, Words dripping After waking, Start of day
You in my arms Smell of you Touch, Kiss, Linger on your neck Dance in the kitchen Pull you in close
Down the road With me in the car Bass throbbing in the speaker Sing along to our words Openly, wanting you
Away from you, my dear But you’re with me Your scent, smile, Your Love
With me And Barry in the morning
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