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Upon the rising of the moon,

I long to wake up next to you,

And though I do not wish to sleep,

For all this time with you I need,

I fall asleep in your warm arms,

To wake again to your alarm,

Then I notice not a thing,

Except for you there next to me,

And though inside I do not know,

The depth for which you've healed my soul,

I curl up close within you now,

Not knowing exactly when or how.