Jun
29

Completely Unaware

Silently she sleeps
still unaware
that her love is nearby
if she could only wake
and if magic of love could partake

Carefully he wonders
if she does really care
and the magic of love decipher
one of its own wares

her face hidden in the pillow
hidden from his stare
even then she wonders
if he does really care
somewhere. someday yonder
with …

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