Sleep dances on my eyelids,
Gently dabbing its potion over my eyes.
I close my eyes only to find myself daydreaming, of you and I strolling on the Caribbean islands.
The silence makes me even more drowsy.
But yes, I think about you all the time.
You fill the void that I've never been able to plug.
I love all parts of you but do feel the same?
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