My Little World

MY LITTLE WORLD

My little world has been shrinking
A town with only one house, which is yours
One brilliant orange sun that's always sinking
As we watch from a loveseat out of doors
My little mind keeps depicting
A thimbleful of flowers, all in bloom
The pupils in my eyes just keep constricting
They only dilate when you're in the room
And now each time I throw a party
I plan it so I'll have you to myself
A cocktail tray with only two chilled glasses
And one Chet Baker record on the shelf
My little life keeps revolving
Around the details of my time with you
They fascinate me like some tiny oriental rug
Embroidered in intoxicating hues

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