Mornings

It rained last night

Quietly….while I slept in your arms

Slowly whispering words in my head

This is real

You are real

This is what happy feels like

The sunlight was sheepish in the morning

Shining my million blushes on to us

You – exhaling like a resounding drum

On a victory march

I – looking at you like a creepy stalker

Not allowing myself to believe

Love is the only dream that doesn’t feel real

Even when you live it

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