You
I spend all of my mornings thinking of you
Then once morning's over, afternoons too
Now I'm not complaining, make no mistake
I wouldn't change anything, no how, no way
The smile on my face that others do see
Is manifest happiness because you're with me
Oh not in the physical, that's for the day
When we can love freely and get carried away
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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