S U N L I G H T

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Dancing on her eyelashes

As I wander through the leaves

Of the tree she sits under patiently

Watching him

I blind her momentarily

Telling her to let it go

But instead she finds herself in comfort

Of my warmth

And I follow her home

When she gives up her hope

But I am forced to falter even when

She wants me near

I am gone by the time

She closes her eyes

But she'll see me tomorrow

Even if she doesn't notice me

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A/N Dedicated to Winnderful for guessing the eight letter word!

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