Hazel
I long for the
Eyes of an angel
One look and I’m flying
or falling
But floating on
air
It’s a dream that
I barely remember
A night in November
I can’t help but wonder
why
I should be blessed
With her glow and her whisper
A simple I love you
And I’m on a twister
A blueberry ocean
A high roller coaster
I
grin and I spin
‘Cuz I know it’s forever.
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