I write you my letter
As I count one to ten
Then I receive your response
And this is where our relationship begins

As I count one to ten
Wondering if we will ever meet and when
And this is where our relationship begins
From pen on paper to face to face

Wondering if we will ever meet and when
Again after our first encounter
From pen on paper to face to face
Or will it just be swept under the rug

Again after our first encounter
When we meet to share more kisses, words, touches and hugs
Or will it just be swept under the rug
Is a thought we leave behind

When we meet to share more kisses, words, touches and hugs
In this not so private place
Is a thought we leave behind
As we head out towards the outdoor space

In this not so private place
Where we're watched closer than thou
As we head out towards the outdoor space
Where we trade hankies drenched with our scents

Where we're watched closer than thou
In the here and now
Where we trade hankies drenched with our scents
That we'd been wearing and sleeping with

In the here and now
We sensually sniff the hankies
That we'd been wearing and sleeping with
As we wait for our next meet

We sensually sniff the hankies
Then I receive your response
As we wait for our next meet
I write you my letter

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by savvy - 05/14/2002...
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