Still Awake

by Bored One   May 26, 2008


There she stands,
Next to me,
Holding hands,
For all to see,

She is mine,
I am hers,
In my mind,
It occurs,

In a dream,
But not asleep,
Flow's a stream.
My heart to keep,

So happy are we,
Together at last,
She heals me,
Off with my burdens I cast,

I look into her eyes,
Holding the beautiful of the starry skies,
This love is the kind,
That only exist in my mind.

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