Beneath the Blanket
When there are two lovers
It's like a woolen blanket
Warm underneath the fabric
And quite fuzzy there too
Hands attach together below
Allowing touching to and fro
Sometimes both go under
To kiss each other unseen
Lovers love the image of a blanket
Because it's a tool that they use
To show each other the love
That they have for one another
Russell Sivey
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