Close

To the more beautiful days 
To the nights so serene
I close my eyes
But my thoughts intervene

When life just seemed you 
And you seemed life
When tears fell 
Cause you said, could you be my wife?

When life seemed to end 
When you were not in it
And everything turned dark
Even though it was lit

There were days of shiver and cold 
When you chilled me to the bones
And when you filled me with warmth
Just the way you told

But I want to close me 
Close you 
Close my eyes 
Close everything that takes me to you.

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