On the peaceful extents of the gardens, meadows,
sparkle the tiny crystals,
fragments of heaven.
These jewels widespread over gardens and meadows
offer to my mind the lulls
to our attraction.
The wind brings the desert gold in orchards asleep
and setting sun pours out the amber, rubies
on the horizon blossomed,
Eden on the earth,
here to become an eternal field of lilies.
Here to enchant our winters for ever asleep
and you're so close to me
so close to me
so close.
My eyes wandering over your skin, white satin
on neck, just here, where heart flirts
with such emotion
here throbs the second leading me to you, so thin.
And you're so close to me
so close to me
so close.
2016 ~ © M2L
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