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I am sneaking into your room I go to your bed I look down at your face as you sleep. So sweet so beautiful so innocent in its slumber. I am suddenly touching ooo soo carefully, a butterflies whisper on your skin, I trace your cheekbones to your temple I trace your ears down to your neck I lean forward *You wake up , I'm not there I am gone now with the waking of your consience to this wondrous world, Good morning my sweet(fades away into the day as dreams are not meant to follow us and fall in love with their dreamers)