Sunset
Precious, Isn't it, the way
the dark blue clouds, cover the
ever so bright rays of the
golden sun. How light just
barely protrude threw the tight
corners of the now, bright blue
sky. Yes, this be the perfect
occasion for me to embrace your
warm, tender touch, to feel your
lips embraced rightfully upon mine
in sweet harmony, saying words
that heightens your every sense.
While holding hands during this
beautiful sunset.
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