Hope and Love
Sleepless nights are frequent,
Always dreaming that love is enchanted
I rise everyday thinking of you
Hoping that my 9 am won't be blue
It is you that fills my head
From waking hours until I go to bed
Funny how the apple of my eye
Used to be someone else’s guy
Reminiscing about how it all started,
Hope you remember a very special date
Because at that very moment, I knew
How the butterflies in me flew
Your touches bring me chills
Every touch urges me to kiss
But I always stop and think
That one wrong move might prick
Our every day is like a game
Holding our horses is our aim
Will we ever get a chance?
Will you ever ask me to dance?
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