If passion were a color
We would be wrapped
In-between the awe of
Primary and shadow
The morning light
Peaks through the clouds
The canyon has an echo bounce
But I can never hear the rain
You warn be careful
Don’t fall out of the window
I laugh and move closer to you
The only thing I’m afraid of
Is falling in love with you
To free fall into the canyon
Feels like a heavenly reverie
When love slips in and out of focus
Depending on the time of day
Or which way the wind blows…
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