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As the blue pupils linger, While the lips press upon the lips. Lean forward for an embrace, And sound turns to beats. As the moon glistened, So the silent stars listened, The ocean waves clashed, While it rippled back and dashed. Back to the ocean it sprung Pulled together it longed. The wind had light caressed, Upon the finger tips pressed. The light house spun, And all lights were on, The glistened lights listened, As the hearts raced, And the moon embraced. It was the sun light anew.
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Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC
The Coming of The knight.
As the blue pupils linger, While the lips press upon the lips. Lean forward for an embrace, And sound turns to beats. As the moon glistened, So the silent stars listened, The ocean waves clashed, While it rippled back and dashed. Back to the ocean it sprung Pulled together it longed. The wind had light caressed, Upon the finger tips pressed. The light house spun, And all lights were on, The glistened lights listened, As the hearts raced, And the moon embraced. It was the sun light anew.
Play on words.
dawn-of-lighten
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39/M/South Korean
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC
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