I'll Bring the Brie
I think of her when I'm awake
I think of her when I'm asleep
With silent, contemplative mind
My thoughts for her run deep
She's a
Woman of all women
So beautiful to behold
I'd serenade her day and night
And if I may be so bold
As to
Wonder if her skin is soft
It looks as smooth as cream
I guess the only way for me to know
Is to caress it in a dream
And
Yes, I've had some dreams of her
Where I kissed her on the cheek
Gentle brushes from my lips
Painting whispers without speak
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