When the cloud’s belly bleeds with the sun,
When the sea shimmers a path to the sunset,
We will be walking together on the loose ground,
Scrunching pebbles and shells underfoot,
And then we will stop,
Hand in hand,
And kiss.
Sea shushing to and fro,
Watching our dreamy eyes eat-up the horizon,
The wind will gently pull your hair,
And draw you closer in my arms,
Time will leave us in a vacuum,
And all will seem meaningless
Except us,
Except us.
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