couch surfing

lets sit for a minute, and i'll tell you a thing. i'm here for a week, 10 days at best. i haven't the time for the fuss and the fiddle. are you married or steady? lonesome and tired? no matter which you should take me in for a while, let me be your man for a week, 10 days at best. i can be a good lover, considerate at times, a good laugh and a teacher of a thing or two, as well. i make a good student if you have something to share, but i just don't have time to wait around to begin. i would rather have all of a week, 10 days at best. not half, not part, i want it all. and we start over drinks, old friday night, near the trains, near the cars, near the sea, we start not with chatter, but a kiss.