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I love the art of your azure, I swear I love the

I love the art of your azure, 
I swear I love the rhythms of your indigo, 
even if the grisly winds being gypsy gossips your gree,
the gusting gush plans to freeze your grace, 
rumour has it that the World has turned  her back at you,
I will Stand by you.  What would I do without your light? 
radiance of passion which stars my universe with cosy of luster. 
the purified presence of your luminous heartbeats,
which cradle my soul with innumerable gossamers of butterflies. 

My heart is tremendously dim into the melodious hue of your tempo, 
the tenebrous mood of  time colours can't shadow my gray, 
even if the multitude  of murky rain mock your marvelous rainbow ,
I love the art of your azure, 
I swear I love the rhythms of your indigo, 
even if the grisly winds being gypsy gossips your gree,
the gusting gush plans to freeze your grace, 
rumour has it that the World has turned  her back at you,
I will Stand by you.  What would I do without your light? 
radiance of passion which stars my universe with cosy of luster. 
the purified presence of your luminous heartbeats,
which cradle my soul with innumerable gossamers of butterflies. 

My heart is tremendously dim into the melodious hue of your tempo, 
the tenebrous mood of  time colours can't shadow my gray, 
even if the multitude  of murky rain mock your marvelous rainbow ,