With the first ray of morning,
with the last dream of night.
I always think of you,
and want to hold you tight.
As moment passes from my eyes,
as a day goes along.
You remain in me somewhere,
like words of some heart touching song.
One desire I have to see you in front,
one desire I have that distance vanishes.
Going on now with your memories,
going on now with a thought.
That you lie somewhere tough far,
that you are my moon and not just a star
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