Silence can be a beautiful thing

When we were first married
My wife often found it hard to sleep
What with having a man in the house
And us both working all week

The following night I asked
"Have you ever been phewied?" said I
She shook her head "What is that?"
"When I I draw pictures on you"

So I showed her what I meant
In the darkness I drew some rabbits
She guessed them hopping and their long ears
Then drew the bike that she rode

So she said "Please do some more"
Gently rubbing earlier drawings out
Then I drew the seas waves on the beach
Then I guessed she was asleep

The next night she wanted more
Strangely not one word did either say
My gentle caress was all she'd want
No words, for her care's all gone


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