Softly, her soft and warm
caresses on my face fade
as she takes a dip in the water.
Trailing behind her are
beautiful rays of blonde
and auburn hair.
I watch the spectacular
final act of the sun as she
leaves her stage, bringing
sadness to her spectators;
She takes joy away for
seeing her is joy itself.
And as the world turns dark,
I am overcome with the
feeling of pain and regret
as I realize I didn't watch
the sun set alone before.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 9:38 AM UTC
Softly, her soft and warm
caresses on my face fade
as she takes a dip in the water.
Trailing behind her are
beautiful rays of blonde
and auburn hair.
I watch the spectacular
final act of the sun as she
leaves her stage, bringing
sadness to her spectators;
She takes joy away for
seeing her is joy itself.
And as the world turns dark,
I am overcome with the
feeling of pain and regret
as I realize I didn't watch
the sun set alone before.
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