i will be on the tip of your silver tongueas the days drift bywhen night falls i will siton a floury crescent sliverof mooni will watch your sleeping broodyabtruse faceslowly your eyes willflutter open then i will vanishyou will wonder about whatcould have been as i dissolve intoshimmering orchid smokeyears will inch alongfor i will still be waitingin a whisper like a soft windthat rustles autumn leaves at two a.m.you will find a locket your golden fingerswill unfold a small sea of blue papermy words will drip over you likerain falling on a cold and cloudydaywhen you realize i have alwaysbeen in love with yousince the moment you laid yourentrancing coffee eyeson meif you want me then you can comefind mei will always wait for your loveto carry me offon a ocean wave
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