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Jun 2012
You are the sun that softly sets
as I the moon ascend the skies,
blowing a kiss on astral winds
to wipe the tears from solemn eyes.

At Dawn and dusk you pass me by
reaching in rays your gentle hands,
but ner' but once is your touch felt
and I again sink Neath the sands.

Oh sweet the hour of the eclipse
when you and I will will be made whole,
for you the heart that warms the blood
and I the grace that calms the soul.

So until then my love my all
I kiss your rise and feel your fall.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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