When shadows start to fade
And the sunset’s glow is reflected on the underside of seagull wings
Thoughts of you begin to unfold over me like a veil of mist
The warmth of my tears caressing my skin – longing for the touch of your skin
The sound of your voice feathering musical notes across my eardrums
And the sunset’s glow is reflected on the underside of seagull wings
Thoughts of you begin to unfold over me like a veil of mist
The warmth of my tears caressing my skin – longing for the touch of your skin
The sound of your voice feathering musical notes across my eardrums
The gaze of your eyes encompassing me like the petals of a flower
Closing for the night
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