I cannot say yet how I feel,
Whisper to you while you sleep,
In the morning, waking yawn,
I pretend it was a dream.

And in the morning when we wake,
With each kiss you turn away,
I wish you knew that in each kiss,
Is love and love you at daybreak.

I’ll find the words in time I know,
When I feel foundations deep,
But in this moment time fast-forward,
Casting doubt, uncertainty.

The continents may move and drift,
Towards each other or away,
In or out do lovers shift?

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