My words a pale reflection of your beauty
A humble attempt to grasp this perfection that I see
Can't seem to really define you
Or to be abble to hold onto your grace
When the night fall and im alone in my sleep
I see those shades of gold coming to me
Haunting my sleep
And transporting me in a deep dream
This forsaken place of our meeting
Like a illusion of a life that is forbidden
Peace, sweetness, softness and love
All at once without distinction
And this sun of yours
Shinning to bright on my night
Me the moon
For I am a pale reflect of your beams
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