English sunset:
Her carroty hair igniting the fire and beauty in her eyes, her sunlit smile reflects and echos across Rivers that span for miles.
I see her in all of the golden bridges, starlight and the moon oh so bright.
Autumn feels different now and English sunsets fill my heart with this spreading warmth that I could remember forever.
Her caramel like voice fills the air like a simple yet unfinished symphony I could loop until I die.
The last of her love sinks into the water as I remember her through the English sunsets I always saw her in.