It was 6 in the morning
Aurora delightedly said hello
Good morning sunshine
You're eyes are small but precious
I can see the soul of the world in your eyes
She blushed,
Her cheeks turned red as the sky
A smile appeared
Brighter than the dazzling sun
Luminous
Radiant
I love her
Mostly in the morning
Because after dreams she looks mysterious
And I want to unravel her secrets
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 10:01 PM UTC
It was 6 in the morning
Aurora delightedly said hello
Good morning sunshine
You're eyes are small but precious
I can see the soul of the world in your eyes
She blushed,
Her cheeks turned red as the sky
A smile appeared
Brighter than the dazzling sun
Luminous
Radiant
I love her
Mostly in the morning
Because after dreams she looks mysterious
And I want to unravel her secrets
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