It is so late and you are asleep
the wine is all gone and you are in my arms
the only place I want to be
I am yours to keep
so cold outside the covers
waking up pressed next to you
like a fine whiskey on a winters night
a heat I never want to leave
I tell you everyday
yet I still don't think it is enough
I mean it more with each moment
I love you
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