2am

2am

At 2am in the night
Every play had stopped out there
Except in my bed which is the center stage for two young lovers.

At 2am in the night
Everywhere was dead quiet
Except my bed where sweet undecipherable speeches are made
Speeches of joy and happiness.

At 2am in the night
Everywhere was frozen cold
Except my bed where heat reign supreme as king
It is the kind of heat that we like.

At 2am in the night
Good men are somewhere making others to cry
We are in the bed making each other happy.

Others hate 2am in the night
We love it and we wish every hour could be exactly 2am.



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