Lover of....

Lover of....

 

Call me on the morrow.

At the coming, of the dawn.

After, you have .......stretched!

When the sleep ,

has left your face.

And that pixie smile....has lit the room.

As just, to remind me.

That you, are.....

 

Mine.

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