Hours, flying. Kites seen from far away beaches. In
your mind, brilliant colour display. A sunny day, quiet
southern wind approaching. He is rubbing her back
and shoulder under the great blue sky. The sea is
everlasting. Happy moment, she is smiling. Single kite
ascending into another blue sky. Tropical cyclone
is cutting loose, the hours are critical. Seconds away
from flooding the beds, hills, mountains, and the stars,
wake up! True romance, he is rubbing her back & shoul-
ders, a subsidy of love, only for the young generation.
Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 6:55 AM UTC
Hours, flying. Kites seen from far away beaches. In
your mind, brilliant colour display. A sunny day, quiet
southern wind approaching. He is rubbing her back
and shoulder under the great blue sky. The sea is
everlasting. Happy moment, she is smiling. Single kite
ascending into another blue sky. Tropical cyclone
is cutting loose, the hours are critical. Seconds away
from flooding the beds, hills, mountains, and the stars,
wake up! True romance, he is rubbing her back & shoul-
ders, a subsidy of love, only for the young generation.
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