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Dug this out of one of my old folders, wrote it several years back. It's not horrible, so I figured I'd post it.Another Day
Mog Moogle
The morning sun pierces the horizon
The spires of orange and yellow break the dawn
The feel of the heat sliding over me
The morning dew laps at my heels
The sound of the earth awakening
The fog lifts, and the tears dry to my face
The flower buds open
The early birds sing
and I feel your touch, my only saving grace.
The sound of the morning
The soft spring breeze
The distant echo of the water
The feel of you close to me
The sound of your voice
The way you look in the sunrise
The last of night sinks behind us
The memories of our tryst still fresh
and god grants me another day with you
Mog Moogle
The morning sun pierces the horizon
The spires of orange and yellow break the dawn
The feel of the heat sliding over me
The morning dew laps at my heels
The sound of the earth awakening
The fog lifts, and the tears dry to my face
The flower buds open
The early birds sing
and I feel your touch, my only saving grace.
The sound of the morning
The soft spring breeze
The distant echo of the water
The feel of you close to me
The sound of your voice
The way you look in the sunrise
The last of night sinks behind us
The memories of our tryst still fresh
and god grants me another day with you
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