smell of your skin
that touch of you lips
your fingertips
they used to be my lullaby
you know I'm a romantic
always crying far from reality
tears were never meant to be shed a worth
generously squandered
to the sea
was that the fragment we've anticipated to own?
I closed my eyes and tried to greet you
It was natural, it was predictable
but I cannot seem to forget what you always bring along with
it was natural, it was predictable
Gauge not, I cannot tell
what is this
how do I come to have you missed
Let us kiss
I'll send you to the sky
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