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As I count the hours
As I count the hours, minutes and days
until I can gaze upon your elegant face
to feel your passionate yet gentle embrace
my heart throbbing at the very thought of you
and a very sleepless night about to ensue
I can’t help but feel a blissful sorrow
for all my fabled fantasies
about you are all so very hollow
as nothing can compares to being in your company
my armour is stripped bare
without a place to hide
I’m thrown aback by the very sight of you
like an arrow piercing through
Constantly reminded of your absence
I swear sometimes I can feel your body
laying there at my side
your breath on the back of my neck
But it’s worth every second I have to wait
the love induced insomnia, illusions
and all of its other afflictions
that’s the price I pay
and I pay it gladly
because when I finally hold you
in my arms and close to my heart
I know everything is going to be ok
until I can gaze upon your elegant face
to feel your passionate yet gentle embrace
my heart throbbing at the very thought of you
and a very sleepless night about to ensue
I can’t help but feel a blissful sorrow
for all my fabled fantasies
about you are all so very hollow
as nothing can compares to being in your company
my armour is stripped bare
without a place to hide
I’m thrown aback by the very sight of you
like an arrow piercing through
Constantly reminded of your absence
I swear sometimes I can feel your body
laying there at my side
your breath on the back of my neck
But it’s worth every second I have to wait
the love induced insomnia, illusions
and all of its other afflictions
that’s the price I pay
and I pay it gladly
because when I finally hold you
in my arms and close to my heart
I know everything is going to be ok
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