And I look to you,
your kind expression,
is this real?
I know it's crazy,
that I seem neurotic,
but I just need to know:
Are you a dream?
Perfection in the sunlight
your skin calls to my fingertips
Can I touch you?
You tell me that you've been up to a lot of nothing
and I revel in this,
you & me, quiet in the glittering light
As light fades,
your eyes seem to glow
a secret, a joy
and you tell me you love me
And I finally believe
you're real
and even better than any dream could be
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