The enchanted sky burns of eruption with our love

It burns with distraction from our soul

Gotta save this fairytale dream from falling apart while we make love to the stars

The dimsel light is worth saving us prosper

Not expecting us to go where the light shines on our path

A hue of magic in your baby green eyes

Hypnotized by the glow under your skin

Powerful against the moonlight


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