Again

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Looking at the starry sky at night
Holding hands,
The flight of our hearts, into the paradise it lands 

Drowning into galaxy
In each other's arms we lie
Seeing us together people sigh 

The shine in your eyes 
Crimson on my cheeks.
That wetness on your lips 
Makes me wanna kiss 

Lighting up the fireplace of our hearts
We move
Enjoying the music of the wind
We groove


Forgetting worries of the past
Wanting this to last 

I want you
U can have me 
I want us and nothing else 

It's love not lust
I want trust but not just mist 

Your the moon in the dark sky
Lighting up my life
I'm smiling, its ok even if it's a lie 

Heart's beating again 
Cheeks are blushing again 
I have met you again......

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