Sing to me the sweet lullabies that cater the sun to kindle another day
Opinions voiced through the sweet laments of your voice that go without reason
That's found purpose
as the shapes the clouds form as it kisses the sky with its touch
Not knowing but understanding
Soft
weightless
Setting forth into the horizon that leads into another day in your embrace
The wind leaves its chill across skin left touched by your stare
Mere ripples that have begun with each stare into the pond of your eyes
So before the night ends
Sing to me the sweet lullabies that cater the sun to kindle another day
As the way you've lit my life as the stars that shoot across night sky
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