I woke up this morning and I loved you
It still lingered from a dream where I saw you
And the whole day that followed
You followed with it
You alone, moving so relentless
And I felt as dark as your hair
As pale as your skin under the moon
The softest white, so stark and smooth
I felt as if I could hardly move
This dream, this vision of you
Haunting in it’s linger
It owns my eyes well as the tips of my fingers
And each key stroke, is but a still frame of you
Moving close behind, the way that you do
Slowly creeping, steadily breathing
Aware of my reluctance and all that is aching
Inside this hollow shell you have left in your wake
Filled with all of visions I just can’t shake
Like you with your glasses on the tip of your nose
With nothing else distracting, your white skin and no clothes
I woke up this morning and I loved you
And , like every day, I just can’t shake you
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Submission Name: and in the moning there's love
