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Time For Bed 
It's nice to sit and talk to you,
It's good we took the time,
Your arm's around my shoulder,
We sip the blood red wine,
We've been so busy, you and I,
Our paths don't seem to cross,
Been out of conversation,
And I've been at a loss,
You've been away so long this time,
I've missed your presence so,
But come tomorrow, duty calls,
And I have to let you go,
My head now on your shoulder,
You kiss my fingertips,
I look into those dark brown eyes,
My finger on your lips,
You cup my face within your hands,
The wine goes to my head,
I whisper softly, “I love you,
I think it's time for bed”.
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