While in slumber you lie
I'm inspired by
What you give to try
Acquiesce why do I?
In the dead of night
Or early morn light
Sleep I fight
To get a poem right
A poem sits waiting
For your awaking
Lost time sleeping
Are you deserving?
Yes, I love you to bits
Not to sleep nor to kiss
More beautiful it is
So I write with bliss
Only you know it's me
A secret will it be
Exclusive to thee
Each one you first see
So here's another today
From the hidden library
Dedicated if I may
Lighting up your day
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