the heat won't let me sleep
neither is your face
that roams around dreams
and you keep coming at a pace
that i can't catch my breath
my eyes close but i'm awake
i toss and turn
and when i open my eyes you're still there
but i don't know if you're real
because i can't touch your hair
your eyes are all i see
it's pitch black but your eyes always shine
like two diamonds in a mine
and i always wished they looked at mine
for me to stare at them for a lifetime
watch them close at night
they're like suns
i'd wake up to them opening up
your eyelashes are like fans
i'd be able to sleep with you by my side
your blinking fills my lungs with air
i'd be able to live if you were here
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