No Need For Extravagance I don’t need fine china Nor need fine cutlery A simple picnic basket Finger food by the sea No need for silverware Or any silver platter Just bring along yourself You and your heart do matter No need for false pretense Forget all that finery Who needs that anyway When you lay next to me No need to be extravagant Don’t bring false charm to me Just loving words from you Or a heart that cares for me To feel the waves drift over Me you and finger food I know your words do tempt me You bring out my loving mood All it takes is heart and words Again we would find ecstasy Even if you forget the food Just come lay next to me HopeBirth sign: Not entered
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