I'm your 8 AM
You're the whipped cream on my latte
I'm your dark coffee
You're my night for a long day
I'm your another noon
You're the dancing thoughts before dawn comes
I'm your usual morning alarm
You're my watermelon on summer
I'm your apple winter
You're my Cinderella's another pair
I'm your horse from witched rat
You're my VIP audience
I'm your forgotten guest
You're my balloon on my party
I'm your confetti
You're my art on earth
I'm your e and h
You're the sugar in my cake
I'm the meat in your veggie soup
You're my water to the sea
I'm your sunburn
You're the loud in the crowd
I'm the whisper in the dark
You're my Sunday morning
I'm your Sunday evening
You're close..
But too far.
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