The breeze flows in upon the night
I see you in sleep as blessed with sight
I hold you and dream of our Zanzibar home
With you, I'd never be alone
As long as I wake to your passion brown eyes
Even with crooks should I sympathize
for nothing so beautiful is like your hair
making my stomach warm and warming everywhere
your smile is that of one thousand graces
and I see your beauty in a million faces
as I can never escape your aura
I am stuck with you today and tommorow
I linger in duldrums until I'm without you
A face takes a poem but you have taken two
rest well my lovely for we meet in our dreams
but without you a dream is just what it seems
I wake to you tomorrow
until I see your face I'll cry with sorrow
but all you need give is an upward glance
and this poor soul becomes entranced
Yes just one gaze shall make my life
and all that was wrong shall soon become right.
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