Morning Sun
hello
morning sun
yet
it is not
morning to my mind
my eyes
they see you rise
but
my head
does not follow
your hair
golden
blond
locks
i feel
place across my face
they try to melt inside my soul
but your warmth
i cannot grace
you see...
i am tired
so
so
tired
of you coming up the same
you wake me up
so peacefully
but then
you leave
and i
feel cold
again
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