Walking slowly~
hand in hand~
With dry leaves~
crushing under our feet~
and birds chirping~
in a melodious tune.
When you break~
the monotony of birds and leaves~
and whisper sweet little nothings to me.
There I look through your eyes~
and a Sun rises on your face~
you lower your eyes~
and spread that blush to the skies~
And turn the horizon red...
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