It came soft the dusk across your face,
glowing rosy pink
A setting sea that drank the day
with silence wildly
Your eyes became the outer lands
and sang the night of summer
Soft as sand a bed of grassy meadow
our hearts to bloom fragrantly
open as a flower
Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 5:08 PM UTC
It came soft the dusk across your face,
glowing rosy pink
A setting sea that drank the day
with silence wildly
Your eyes became the outer lands
and sang the night of summer
Soft as sand a bed of grassy meadow
our hearts to bloom fragrantly
open as a flower
