The power of the sun


How I wish that you would see your reflection in my eyes
And the image my brain forms of you
Then probably you would understand why I call you my magic light
Or why I love you with the power of the sun
Your smiles, gentle touch heal whatever burden is on the way
Since you truly exist, I believe in something
Miracles happen
God exists
You have magic at your finger tips
And that I love you with the power of the sun

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