Untitled 4

Where does the sun rise? In your eyes?
Is that why they shine so brightly?
Do you breathe in happiness with every breath?
Is there some that maybe you could spare for me?
I would love to drink with you from the spring.
But it feels like it may not let me.
Call me, won’t you, to come and play;
I would gladly come all the way.
Yet, here I stand, all alone,
Waiting for you, but you are gone. 
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