Makeup is staining the pillow

I move close closer still and

Still the dream never shifts

A long gone love never threatening

Or I would be letting him

Tug t-shirt and lift

He's crazy and hazy

Off in a daze, it's true

I try not to mind

But inside I'm shouting

What's it about this time?

My head in such such a muddle

Wanting so much to cuddle

Up like cutlery

Two spoons cupped close close together

Listening out at the weather

Hot and buttery

He's toothy and goofy

Acting aloof, it's true

I try not to mind

But inside I'm shouting

What's it about this time?

I move to touch his open hand

I wonder if he'll understand

I wonder if he'll understand

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He moves away upon his side

Has our affection run so dry?

Has our affection run so dry?

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Horizontal

Parallel

Makeup is staining the pillow

I move close closer still and

Still the dream never shifts

A long gone love never threatening

Or I would be letting him

Tug t-shirt and lift

Lucidly elusive

Acting abstruse, it's true

I try not to mind

But inside I'm shouting

What's it about this time?

But inside I'm shouting

What's it about this time?

Do-do-do do-do-do do-do

Do-do-do do-do-do do-do

Do-do-do do-do-do do-do

Do-do-do do-do-do do-do

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Parallel horizontal

Parallel horizontal

Parallel parallel