The open eye

Looking around
But nothing to see
Except your pretty smile

I wake up wishing,
Wishing you were right
By my side

The days grow long
When I’m not with
You

The nights are
Short when I’m
Dreaming of your smile

When I open my eye,
There you are with
Your open arms





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