TOMORROW

When the blanket of darkness
Is pulled back by day,
Will we both sit in silence
With nothing to say.

When the joy of my lips
Becomes joy of your touch,
Will you quickly forget
Why my kiss meant so much.

Will you still be entranced
With each word that I say,
Will you love me tomorrow?
Do you love me today?

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