There's a sleeping beauty on my pillow.
Her dark hair covering the white.
She asked me once,
If I loved her.
Do you know how I answered?
I told her I did,
That I loved her with all my heart,
It's what she wanted to hear.
Do you want to know a secret?
I wasn't sure if i meant it then,
But now,
As I sit watching her.
I have no doubt,
I love her.
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