The kissable stars was twinkling on top the harmony sky of the incredible night, especially the moonshine was kept smiling away perfectly but charm and easy enough, the wind kept soaring and graceful, as many of shooting star came straight ahead like beauty and compassionate, the green cut lavender grass was even brightened up and fresh out of the seashore smell to tell the flavor of it and from it, the bronze of Orange trees were as tall and handsome, but it moves either direction in rhythm of blues, you'll can smell it the brownish and painted color of benches and tables were made in any typical of wood, a wood of Norwegians will sit and sat smoothly as it goes forward and toward all in one moment or to, when the young lovebirds who cherish the night themselves beautifully but harm, the beautified will be delighted to be magical all over and over, the poetic world of love and romance can be anything else, but it's worth a thing out there
Written by
Michael James Brindley
5-29-17
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