Beckoning The World

Gentle footsteps behind the wind,
fall slowly behind darkness,
by the sea,
nothing else exits.

Souls echo and reach deep,
our hearts are one,
lights ever project,
in each breath.

We the world as one,
projecting into the spectrum,
the coloured sea,
weaving again majestically.

Consumed with our unforgettable love,
you set me free,
against the tide,
without restriction.

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