Light Of Love

We went by night,
looking for light.
My light was you,
until you went blue.
In the morning sun,
it said to be fun.
I was going to be,
more than me.
So I look in your eyes,
to see if I can see mys.
I see love,
on the wings of a dove.
We went by night,
looking for light.

by Andrea Szyhowski

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