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The gentle reaches of the late afternoon sun I'd bathe in this light abundant reverie Swaying breeze... Caressing the web we've spun In the warmth of this amber coloured spree... Shades of gold, stretch beyond observable measure My vision could only take me so far Shining through between the green and azure As if the window of heaven left slightly ajar. Swathed in the glow... Laying on a bed of green Eyes closed... Under the blue that spanned forever Feast for my senses thus honed keen Relishing the lingering touches of her radiating amber. She's finally dipping, taking all of her light... She'll sink behind the horizon, descending gracefully I'd still remember all through my night That amber...                    Amber is the colour of her energy.
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Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 5:36 AM UTC
Amber
The gentle reaches of the late afternoon sun I'd bathe in this light abundant reverie Swaying breeze... Caressing the web we've spun In the warmth of this amber coloured spree... Shades of gold, stretch beyond observable measure My vision could only take me so far Shining through between the green and azure As if the window of heaven left slightly ajar. Swathed in the glow... Laying on a bed of green Eyes closed... Under the blue that spanned forever Feast for my senses thus honed keen Relishing the lingering touches of her radiating amber. She's finally dipping, taking all of her light... She'll sink behind the horizon, descending gracefully I'd still remember all through my night That amber...                    Amber is the colour of her energy.
Inspired by 311's Amber
#sun#you#amber#311
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Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 5:36 AM UTC
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