Page 48 - THE BOOK DEMO

Our Vows
our boat needs no
footsteps united by harbor
the so we float, in
Mediterranean, silence,
they're far away and the sound of life
from home flowing into
but keep on going, your body is the
breeze flowing only thing which
through the hair reminds me that this
of crazy people, is reality
if nobody is there, and not a dream
who's gonna listen a piano sounds
to those inside us,
sounds? a discovery sounds
amazing,
the most intimate the fog covers us
adventure, every morning,
with only birds and but we won't stop
flowers as stargazing,
witnesses,
lost in the nature we and as those stars
lose paint the night
ourselves for few
moments sky
in the gap between
your breath we paint this white
paper with
and mine the sounds of our
feeling our thoughts
heartbeats, we will wait here,
the fountain has the to steal our days,
only water to open a window,
into our deeper
we've got selves
to look in our eyes,
but we don't look for as if this was the
anything last moon,
to become sinners,
else under the rain,
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