Thinking about you early this morn,
When Sun, dew rested on the leaves of dawn,
My heart happy as I murmured your name,
It came alive thwarting me, like a flame...
Here I am...! writing a song,
A song that will live, after I am long gone...
Tucked safe just for our eyes,
In the cocoon of our love and delight...
What is it, that I desire?
Your proximity my dear...
Love me hard; love me strong,
I will sing, my heart's song...
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