One
Two
Miss a few
Ninety Nine
One Thousand
Words till we meet
Well twice that
Then you come to me
To my new place
Makes my nerves race
You’re new to my bed
But already in my head
And in my thoughts
So I hope not to be a bore
I’ve not before
When we’ve met outside
So why do I now need *****
To keep the nerves inside
I need not hide
You know me
Well at least more than he
Who last I shared
But that’s the point
This time I care