Calling her

She’s laying on my shoulder
Showing friendly flirty nature
Her perfume dances with the air
Hair smoothly stretches down
I can hear her soft breathing
I felt her skin as it touched mine
Feeling her warmth and weight
She looks so much like an angel
Wishing this moment will be forever
Afraid she may hear my heart
Sweetly calling her name

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