twilight my lover on the beach

in #hive-1344433 years ago

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Dusk I come to look at you because I hope for beauty in life, the heat of the sun is tired of burning this heart and I really hope for your shade before the cold night wind penetrates my ribs.

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Twilight knows better how to express longing without being noticed by the wind and also the rush of breath.

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From dusk we learn that the beautiful will come in time and from dusk we also learn that the beautiful only comes for a moment.

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Too often this heart deals with twilight to forget this body also needs a spoiled hug.
Twilight that is sometimes overlooked, but that orange I will always remember.

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Teach me to be able to sincerely twilight to let go of all the memories and hopes that I can't always have.

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There is the same song over and over again at dusk, a sweet but enough song
slicing fishing longing,
occasionally shed tears and heart
There is a story repeating in every twilight
Sweet stories to forget but little to remember.
There is a sensation of emotion that repeats itself in every twilight, heart-warming, warms the soul, even though the book is closed tightly.