Like you were there but I don't care
Cause
You bore a hole into my soul
I think of you, that's all I know
I slick and slap and twist and tap
Watching the clock go tick and tock
Cause
I wallow in when you're not here
But when you're near, I cant think clear
You stare so deep I fear you see
How much I yearn, How much I heed
Your fingers interlacing mine
To kiss your lips that's so divine
Awake, I dream of you and me.
Awake, is when the truth be told:
A dream is just a dream is just a dream
An illusion: that's nothing real.
--MMR 2015
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