now you're sleeping
i'll come to your dream
i'll gather wild flowers
make a pretty bouquet
i'll come to you with smile
after kiss; a warm hugs
i'll take you through magic hills
down the lake to wash your feet
then we pick clams for dinner
clam chowder soup oh! tasty
thick, fresh meat and vegetables
between my gums i savor thee
***
don't wake up
i have something
to say 'i love ur love'
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