Hues
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun...
That's where we first met.
I captured your smile by my lens
Oh! Our good old college days
When we smiled at one another
We embraced one another,
You found shelter in my arms
I found peace on a thudding heart.
That day, my shadow had another sweet shadow,
It felt it got someone like him, for him....