Words Written In The Sunset
When I think of her
There's a perfect rhythm in my heart
I can hear a soft sweet melody
And it makes my speech an art
She jests, I jest
And we speak in subtle vagueties
And she makes my words flow like a wine
On all sunsets such as these
And best when written; I cannot speak
She tells me I've such a way with words
And so simply do her own inspire
Though best I'm never heard
So write in rhythm as my heart beats faster
All so beautiful a muse might read
I hope she feels as she makes me
On all sunsets such as these
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