Cheek To Cheek Poem by Patrick O'Reilly

Dancing cheek to cheek in a dark, dark room
To all the records that I choose
And begging you to keep your mouth closed
So I can here how this song goes
It's an old favorite of mine
We've been doing this a long, long time

With a heavy sweat, damn this heat
Damn the way you grind your teeth
And the clock on your wall is striking one
It's getting late, and you should run
Oh, well I guess if you don't mind
But hasn't it been a long, long time?