I follow your shadow
Before it is visible
Waiting for it to reveal its self
I can taste your presence
Strawberries
Sweet and sour
I watch your every move
Without looking your way
I can see you watching me
I smile in thoughts of you
Butterflies
Hope you are smiling too
I'd cross the stars to get to you
But there's no point
Its like chasing the wind
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