Moonlight Shadows
I open my eyes,
as across the room,
the moonlight shadows do sway.
The sky begins to get lighter,
It is the begining of a brand new day.
My mind must be playing tricks on me,
for reflected in the window,
your lovely face, I see.
You toss your head, with its blonde hair,
smile, beckoning with your finger,
saying, ' come, come to me, if you care.'
I sit up with a start, but you are gone,
the window is blank, and all I can hear,
is a blackbird, singing his early morning song.
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