I woke up to the flip-flop tunes of morning bustle
the sweet morning air guzzles into my lungs
You have woken up along with me
groggily stepping into my apparition's partial milieu
We sat hands wrapped around each other, bodies intertwined
watching the morning Sun slide the clouds aside
the wind fluttering for the day to progress
I love to watch us clasping each other, not to let go
the day welcomes me with a warm embrace
this is all you, hon, a willful hallucination that am blessed
the sweet morning air guzzles into my lungs
You have woken up along with me
groggily stepping into my apparition's partial milieu
We sat hands wrapped around each other, bodies intertwined
watching the morning Sun slide the clouds aside
the wind fluttering for the day to progress
I love to watch us clasping each other, not to let go
the day welcomes me with a warm embrace
this is all you, hon, a willful hallucination that am blessed
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