The sun is hidden behind the clouds so grey. In the empty road does the silence lay. While everyone stays still, The passion grows on. Soft brown hair I long to touch, Light pink lips I ache to kiss, Strong lean arms I yearn to be held in, Golden heart I want to be loved in. Mystical creature, far too beautiful to be human, far too real to be a myth.Tags: Love, Cute, Dream
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