Somewhere that's unknown
Beneath the violet canvas
That begs to be explored.
the wind will play our song
that we'll wish to play again.
Tree branches will be as our fingers
that are so tightly intertwined.
that we have piled up on the grass.
the moon will be our source of light
that makes our souls transparent
the summer air that we breathe in
will be the photo we wish to capture.
The sky will be our movie
That we are waiting to rewind
the falling stars will be my heart.
When I fall for you tonight.
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