The Perfect Saturday Morning
Wake up sleepyhead, here's a little kiss
Don't rush to leave the covers, lay back and enjoy this
I'll bring you in your coffee, just stay awake for me
I'll crawl back into bed with you, what happens next we'll see
You're looking fine in yellow, that color suits you well
Let's cuddle in the satin sheets, what comes next, who can tell?
The sunrise is just gorgeous, it brings out your blue eyes
Who cares about the forecast, I'm here next to my prize
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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