Mellow Lights

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On a night despised by all

We can’t help but fall

Nineteen years they remember

But here we were, together

 

Looking over a small bridge

Near a small but scenic beach

Illuminated by mellow lights

Underneath the starless skies

 

From my heart, words flew

Unceasingly heard by you

My mind allowed because

Our love was simply true

 

For love songs and romantic scenes

Retell my heart of our feelings

Of the many sweet nothings

And all the other pretty things

 

I love everything about us

Your magnetic glances

My ephemeral kisses

And our tight embraces

 

On this very silent night

Of Eleventh of September

We will always remember

Its magic and the wonder


And of course...


Our love for each other

 




  

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