Soft spoken, words chosen
Whispering the breath of life - my love
Sitting on top of a hill where clouds touch
Playing hide and seek with the sun
Green pastures and scented flowers growing
Committed shadows run
fast enough to cool the air - my world
Is yours to accept when you are ready
Are you, will you, believe in me
As the last one - the last beginning
To your new search for comfort
Protecting your seconds and minutes
Preserving more of what's, deserving
and precious as the hours passing by
like an umbrella to your smile
Catching each ray of life as you
Continue to shine on me
feelings, through
The Beauty of Your Nature
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