My sun

May 23, 2009
By Eftihia Loupakis BRONZE, Astoria, Queens, New York
Eftihia Loupakis BRONZE, Astoria, Queens, New York
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Ivory skin,
And eyes like muddy emeralds,
To watch me as I sleep,
And warm me like the evening sun,
My sun that never leaves.

Silver words,
And a golden voice,
To whisper in my ear,
And give the light, the light I need,
For my dreams to come.

Satin lips,
So soft and gentle,
To kiss me as I wake,
And tell me that my morning sun,
My sun will forever stay.



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