When I look into the night sky
I see your face.
As it reminds me of the beauty,
I see up in space.
Your eyes sparkle like the night sky,
And that is the reason,
I want to gaze upon them until the day that I die.
Your cheeks so soft,
They blush so rosey,
Almost as beautiful,
As the clouds from above.
Those hands of yours,
God are they soft.
When they touch mine,
With just a delicate touch,
Reminds me of home,
Of a place that I love.
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