I am lying in my bed,
Listening to the sounds,
That the night makes,
As the world spins around.
A storm is raging,
Rain splatters the windows,
The wind is howling,
Suddenly, I see shadows.
They jump out at me,
I begin to feel afraid,
I pull the bed sheets over me,
Believing no one will come to my aid.
It is then I think of you,
Of your beautiful, fresh face,
Your dazzling, bright smile,
Your majestic poise and grace.
Then the storm begins to calm,
The shadows begin to lift,
All because of you,
With your magical gift.
You are the special one,
In you, no faults I can detect,
You are the one I love,
You are just perfect.
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