I am your Sun.
chadwick
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She looked into my eyes, her melting sundown.
Down with her horizon my body vanishing.
Oh my colors chorus erupts across skies.
Loving expressions slip from my artistic like fiery tongue.
Here I am my lady, painting exploding beauty above your soul.
For my delight, purely your smiling face sets me alive.
I am your star, a central body swirling in love with you.
Setting myself down to rest is when I dream.
I dream of you in starlit nights where you are free.
With me.
Weary grows moonlights glow, your nights watchmen.
When I kiss you so warm, I am cracking skies singing this brilliant tune.
This orchestra pours my love through solid dripping tones.
Sheer bliss, I am your morning.
Warmth mine, dances across your flesh in massage, my pleasure, my work.
Burning on, giving explosive imploding care, all for you.
Once more my soul will fade away searching that special horizon.
I am this flaming masterpiece in paint decorating your eyes.
I must go down for your beauty.
Down with her horizon my body vanishing.
Oh my colors chorus erupts across skies.
Loving expressions slip from my artistic like fiery tongue.
Here I am my lady, painting exploding beauty above your soul.
For my delight, purely your smiling face sets me alive.
I am your star, a central body swirling in love with you.
Setting myself down to rest is when I dream.
I dream of you in starlit nights where you are free.
With me.
Weary grows moonlights glow, your nights watchmen.
When I kiss you so warm, I am cracking skies singing this brilliant tune.
This orchestra pours my love through solid dripping tones.
Sheer bliss, I am your morning.
Warmth mine, dances across your flesh in massage, my pleasure, my work.
Burning on, giving explosive imploding care, all for you.
Once more my soul will fade away searching that special horizon.
I am this flaming masterpiece in paint decorating your eyes.
I must go down for your beauty.
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"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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