Poetry 60

Someone asked me where my smile is,
Pointed I towards your curved lips.

Someone asked me where my dreams are,
Pointed I towards your deep eyes.

Someone asked what my favorite song is,
Pointed I towards your words and laugh.

Someone asked me where my heaven was,
Pointed I towards your seamless chest.

Someone asked me where my night was,
Pointed I towards your dream.

Someone was asked where my sunrise was,
Pointed I towards your blushes.

Someone asked me where I resided,
Pointed I towards your heart.

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