The curve of your shoulder, your smile
Is the full moon breaking free from the clouds
Encompassing all of sunset
In one sweeping gesture
And wind carving ravines,
Leaving your finger print on life
You keep me up at night.
Is the full moon breaking free from the clouds
Encompassing all of sunset
In one sweeping gesture
And wind carving ravines,
Leaving your finger print on life
You keep me up at night.



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