A thought of you in a late night,
brings my mind to a daylight
wondering what you doing far there,
are you asleep or awake in this night glare.
Here, I'm alone with my pillow
hoping to see you from below
dearly, I often whisper a song or pray
some gentle words to bless you as your dream sway.
You are a million paces away from me,
but it never even once stop me to love thee
the misses that grow in me every night,
telling me that you're my most special wight.
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