She is there
In my every thought
My daydreams
And those dreams
I have at night
She is there
In my hopes for the future
And my wishes of the past
She is always present
Continually etched
Into my soul
Like a portrait
I cannot look away from
Lost within her eyes
I find myself intoxicated
Drunk on something
I don't quite understand
I am both afraid
And fully calm
In knowing all of this
And in knowing
She is there
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