“You”
Like the tinkling of bells
On an early spring morning,
Your voice awoke me from my slumber.
I wonder…
Was it the wind chime?
Or was it you?
Refreshed I woke
From Hypnos’ spell.
A walk through an enchanted land.
Delightful company.
No wonder…
It was you.
A long and dreary day.
Dull monotonous routine.
No chance of a quick chat.
I miss you.
A mild and gentle breeze
On my face, under the evening stars,
Like a kiss. The Sandman lures me towards sleep,
And you!
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