Treasure Island

Me, Myself and I

(12 october 1974)

A beatiful day, (reprise)


A Beautiful Day, (reprise)


As the sun pokes its sleepy head out from behind the earth,

Its golden fingers begin to dance over our crumpled sheets,

Waking me to yet another day with you,

As these mornings together, it’s what I most treasure,

That crooked smile, and your cold feet, it’s the only thing that you wear,

I stretch out in the morning sun, and you purr softly as I unwrap myself from you,

You burn like fire beside me, as your fragrance still hangs in the morning air,

The last night’s thoughts of desire, they play on repeat inside my mind,

Stirring slightly, your eyes flicker open as we both share a smile,

I fight the urge to stay, but shed these sheets to go and make the morning kill,

Turning my head to look back at you, my sleeping beauty,

Lying there motionless, locked in stasis, and held to ransom inside your dreams,

Waiting for release, you patiently lie in wait,

As the kettle lets loose its fanfare, it signals a hunter’s success,

Returning to theatre, I present you with my offering,

I gently whisper your name, as your eyes open slowly,

You look up at me and let loose the smile that ‘rocks my world’,

For I now know that deep down ‘everything’s going to be ok’

Whatever life will bring,

As whenever I’m with you, it’s always a “beautiful day”


Me Myself and I

Submitted: Sunday, April 20, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 21, 2014

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