Be mine

Though perilous labour
Sucks wind out of wings
Daily we break out
Of old habits
Singing sweetly harmony
With breeze stinging
Lips and cheeks
Faint glow inspires
Smiles and images
Of edge of tomorrow
Landscapes cascading
Over cliffs
Considering how to
Sound and look best
Humming along with you
Always return home
To rest
Beehind

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