On Monday love is
me on your hips
your tongue between my lips

On Tuesday your eyes
captivate mine
as we by candles dine

On Wednesday I sigh
as you come home
before we bathe in foam

Thursday night enthrals
a starry sky
reveals our love still shy

What a day - Friday...
the day we met...
lips I'll never forget

Saturday teases
like your bare feet
tickling beneath the sheet

It's a bright Sunday
full of fresh hope
can't we simply elope?