Hold my hand,
As sandcastles become mansions,
A world never heard of before.
A violet sunset,
Painted just how I like,
A new opportunity knocks on my door.
And everyday,
A new arrangement of notes,
flutters with both our waking eyes.
Ready to give and receive,
everything today brings,
Inspired by the intermingling shades of the sky.
And when we meet
the end of the spectrum,
we shall run off to our midnight dreams.
Eager to spill the parts
of the night that hound us,
and our need to jump into the tones in between.
Be there,
For when my spine bows,
To everything aiming directing at me.
And in the end,
The sun will set,
The world will take us where we're meant to be.
Just know,
That I enjoyed walking
Down the white and black keys offered
with you..
And when the lights come on,
The city illuminated
like two hearts connected to one another
I'll remember you.*
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