Morning, hello beautiful
I said to you
And it sang -
In my ears and in my heart -
This green desert in which
We struggle to find
A perfect kind of happy loneliness,
The air, the earth,
The smell of your hair,
My secrets kept, lost, stolen, abandoned, to the night
Your green eyes, goofy smile,
Glasses, sadness, madness,
And always in want of being wanted.
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