Eyes.

And when you don’t find the

Right words,

Let me look into your eyes,

I will read you, from there.

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Tale Of The Night

Her hair tangled,

With stardust.

Traces of moonlight,

Shining on her lips,

A flush of passion,

Gleaming on her face,

And in her every move,

Lingers,

The tale of the night.

A Golden Sunrise:

Robed in garish shades,
of orange and yellow, smiled,
a golden sunrise.

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