October 17, 2012
By , Everett, WA
I spend my time counting sheep.
When I think of you,
I cannot sleep

When I think of you sparking eyes,
I toss and turn.
Till the night goes by.

When I think of your beautiful smile,
I cannot rest.
Not even for a while.

The night is gone when I think of your hair,
I get out of my bed.
Now I'm aware.

There is no point in counting sheep,
cause my feelings for you.
are very deep.

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