Sky love to earth, while I miss my babe


The cold breeze touched my face as the hair locks run through and it tickled

Sky flown love the earth and its beautiful curves

Sliver and dark clouds were looming over and ready to make love with earth

Breeze was humming the romantic song where the thunder sounded as drum.

Thunders echoed the passion, bots show the energy

Sky start kissing and touching through rain drops

Nature made love, while I miss my baby in my arms


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