The Yearn Over a SunsetJerone Cansino 


The sun I see, the silhouette of your intoxicating beauty.

The waters, the wind and your addicting love Is all I want that I would never want to get over with.

Capture me now with your lips and the song, the nightingale your love. Your warmth and your heat. Hold my hands make it yours hold it hard, I am here- I'll never leave

The sun will rise and set, know I long, your face like even if I die a thousand deaths. What I feel, it will still be deeper than  the deepest of the ocean depth 

Alluring is your features, so much more what is inside, I want to hold your face and tell that every yearning, infatuation and all the passions inside my self.

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