Be my June, when time moves slow,
Like sunsets that take their time to go.
When warm winds gently call your name,
And I feel it echo inside mine.
Walk with me where rivers seem to dream,
Under moonlight that softly shines.
Its light feels smooth against the skin,
Like cream poured gently, pure and thin.
Hold me like the sea holds the shore—
Leaving, returning, wanting more.
Let the stars stop to hear our song,
And stay with me… where we belong.
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Author:
Nandu sri (
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- Published: July 18th, 2025 16:28
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Comments1
Some really good lines (Walk with me where rivers seem to dream,) very nice.
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