morning light
i see you in the morning light,
with silver eyes like the hanging moon
i try to look away, but I’m drawn to you
caught in some sort of morning light spell
in this light you almost seem ethereal,
glowing brighter than any morning sunlight
and I swear I feel my heart beat faster
as I watch your lips quirk into a light smile
but a bitter pang runs through me as I remember
that smile was never really meant for me, anyways
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