Wide awake we make out
While asleep, you touched me
My mind floats with none to think
to just feel you over me.
Why are your eyes like that?
Why do they look through my soul?
Why do they speak of heavens?
And why they say I am yours?
The lips that spoke of love
The same arch that made me smile
The ones that you used to kiss me
are the ones to close my eyes.
You fill my mind with longing
My heart with craving
And never questioning—
-my ordinary thought!
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