When you look at the sky
Counting the silver stars,
I look at you rather the moon or stars.
Like a light in the swamp,
The dark sky and the calm night.
Adorns you well.
When longing for your shinning gaze,
The Lonely air soothes me its embrace.
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One of the shades of love, Nicely expressed.5****