⎣ sunsparse no. 3
The strumming of the guitar an ode to an Majestic love for a new day and
The beat of the drum like a fanfare of the bright light of the sun spreading into a quiet room in the morning.
The softness of a voice quiets the fanfare for a melodic story of the possibilities of life under a spring sun.
The love and heartbreak that comes with the warmer seasons filled with music.
We smile with no regrets as the sun drips into the horizon once again as the night deepens. The melody of our hearts now somber and moon spoken.
The remnants of the sunshine a humble memory of the coming day of a new beginning.
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