Intimacy
In the gentle mist of morning’s break
Of your sweet loving I will take.
In your arms I’m safe and warm
From the bad dreams, or any harm.
Intimacy with you my sweet
Is richer by far than any child’s treat.
The music plays for all to hear.
But somehow it plays just for us, my dear.
In the golden glow of afternoon
I smile inside cause I’ll see you soon.
You’ll stroke my hair and hug my heart.
I’ve treasured your love from the start.
Late and deep in the darkest night
You give me loving I know is right.
Love grows in… and out of bed
And your sweet sent so fills my head.
Intimacy with you my sweet
Is richer by far than any child’s treat.
The music plays for all to hear.
But somehow it plays just for us, my dear.
Kathy Adams
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