Lovely

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I wake up with a soothing tone, striking

It's beautiful melody

Stroke my cheek

My eyes have found what I seek

My heart has found its missing piece

My blossoming voice wants to sing

Places which are mine to deem

Tears of joy threatening to sting

Cheshire grin plea

And fingers caress my lips softly

Sacrificing things, with twists and risking

Cherish thy love that thou is giving

I need you to see and take heed of me

Your eyes are always now trained on me

You are watching

You are studying

You're doing a survey

Of our loving

Of our living

And here I am to tell thee

That there is no need for a survey or analisis

Just look at you and me

And you'll see

That this love is everlasting

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