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I'll watch the sun with you rise and set like my heart does each day.

"how beautiful it is," I'll say.

and with one simple stare, that I know you'd dare, you grab my hand, as they intertwined

and here you say, "you're always the beauty that's on my mind."

how wonderful it is to watch the night turn to and from day, like a delicate transition.

like how soft and cautious we are when changing our cuddling position.

watching the night turn to and from day, like laughter on a bit cold and rainy may.

the turn will fly, or crying on a hot and dry july.

like the movies we watch with some intent, but get carried away and lock lips by accident.

how passionate and romantic they are, the movies, and only one was rated r.

how we watched that sun rise or set with no day leaving regret.

stunning, you are, my love.

but how'd our day turn from and to night so quickly?

the clouds cried with rain, full of sorrow and nothing but pain.

they never stopped and never showed the sun that set and rise, because all that at left your mouth were flies.

no beauty was on your mind, not even the love that I wish we could rewind.

no flowers grew out of your mouth, no petals flew.

just paint that was the color of dark blue.

and it spat and spewed with each unforgiving word.

it's so easy to forget what once was or were.

the movies were less like the connection between our lips.

it was all leaving before our fingertips.

the positions turned into how far the distance grew away from you.

and it went on in two.

"how beautiful it is," I'll say.

and I'll see a look of confusion replace your dismay.

"how something can turn so easily and the past be forgotten and left without a trace." and I'll wait for the day to see the frown on your face.

the sun set, but never rose, because now how close are we to becoming foes.

there was a cry when the sun didn't rise.

go on, she'll listen to your lies.

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