the city skyline in the pre dawn light
a jewelry box of lights
the crisp air of the morning chills me
i think of holding you
i touch my lips where you last were
and crave another
always one more
with eyes closed
i dream…
your smile, it fills me with hope
eyes of the blue sea, tempt
the warmest touch, enlivens
i am spinning
with a skipped beat i long for you
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