Forest

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Sweet silver moonlight
Makes your skin look so creamy
Pastel washed colors

Lean against your arm
We wish upon dying stars
Trees sway in the wind

Fire dies popping
A chill passes through the trees
You hug me closer

The air tastes so sweet
Like pine and flowers and smoke
It sticks to my lips

Your eyes shine like stars
As you breathe eternity
Life seems to make sense

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