Midsummers morning
And everythings fine.
I wake up beside
Empty glasses of wine.
People around me
Won't wake for a while.
'Because of those glasses'
I figure, and smile.
But I just woke up
From this marvelous dream,
And this dream it had
Sutch a midsummers theme.
I dreamt of a woman,
Or girl, with brown hair.
She sat right before me
And I would just stare.
For my dream wouldn't let me
To reach Her this night,
And I woke up, (To Early)
By the suns early light.
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