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Sunday, February 1, 2015

The Night

The soft cushion of silver sand
Cannot be more comforting than the warmth of your hand
Lit up with twinkling lights, this sky, deeper than blue
And my heart, it shines so bright, when I'm here, by you



You're far, somewhere, lost in narration
I want to listen intently, but I fail to pay attention
For I'm taken over by an urge, so strong
To love you, to serve you, life long



Let my lips paint your skin with love
Let them be witness, the stars above
As the waves mesh into the sand, this silent night
Let me show you love, let me hold you tight

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