Hide under my pillow,
And listen to me dream, Lover,
To know the doubts that drip
Their darkness into my days.
Hide your eyes, and count to ten,
And if you never scream, Lover,
“Ready or not,” I'll let you see
My secret hiding place.
And if you never run and tell,
But stay to see what I mean, Lover,
Then maybe I'll remove this veil,
And let you see my face.
And listen to me dream, Lover,
To know the doubts that drip
Their darkness into my days.
Hide your eyes, and count to ten,
And if you never scream, Lover,
“Ready or not,” I'll let you see
My secret hiding place.
And if you never run and tell,
But stay to see what I mean, Lover,
Then maybe I'll remove this veil,
And let you see my face.
-jenn long
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