it’s getting brighter outside i could see
i’m not in a hurry get up to get coffee
i turn; pull the blanket over my head
trying to go back to sleep a bit longer
i thought of something, i rush towards
the curtain, i push it aside to see wide
clear sky through my glass window
i raise my palm i saw your name
i didn't realized you wrote yours
i saw your lips petals on my cheeks
going down and fades to my collar
i close my eyes i want to feel again
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