You Are My Sun

on a sleepy christmas morning

with snowy eyes and a dreamy heart

i pull the curtains back

squinting to see the sun

 

i shrug at cigarettes holes

gives my cardigan character

tiny little imperfections

just like the marks on my skin

 

and if i let you in,

will you be my sunny counterpart?

i don't dare sleep this morning

i might miss your *twinkling* eyes

 

and when you rest beside me

i admit, i count the minutes until you wake

when my whole heart leaps

and then hums with content

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