Months. Bias light to paint the night so the park. I imagine you're here in my lap. Picking the wind sing a song, rhythm clarify missed heartbeats. The view is always more beautiful, when face to shine your eyes on her lap. Maybe you Leave your eyes gleaming in the dew.
I kissed your forehead on a sprig of florets. Distance. I love you, then missed a meeting of the most beautiful when you're not on my side. Your voice is music that frees me from the lonely. Rumble. I hear the waves in the distance, like a rhythmic pounding heart breaking silence. Meet my bay to the sea roar that never stop. Because only able to refine miss our conversations, which sometimes can not end with a kiss.
Nig
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