Happy Song For Thee

I put my arms around her
Stringing up her guitar
Sitting on blue leather
Riding ‘round in her blue car
Sitting in the winter sun
Shining through the leafless trees
Her head against my sweatered chest
Moving as I barely breath
And I watch your body dance from across the room
And I feel your body dancing beneath mine
And I feel your arms reaching for me
Baby this might be
A Happy Song for Thee
So her lips will make the shape of my name
Like its not been said before
Blankets piled 2×3
Made there in the floor for loving me
Now I’m on my bended knees
Praying just to wash her feet
The  flesh of her standing legs
Brush against my face’s cheek
And I watch your body dance from across the room
And I feel your body dancing beneath mine
And I feel your arms reaching for me
Baby this might be
A Happy Song for Thee
Gordon ©2014

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