The Loving of Harmony

A mystery that is being left untold,
The darken sky rests above the trees,
Thinking how beautiful that sun is gold,
We wondered if our hearts can fly in the sky to feel free.

Don't just guide me to where I need to be,
Let me dance into the embrace of you,
The gentle breeze that tells me I am filled with glee,
Painting everything into a rainbow and hue.

Nothing else matters when you are in a world of beauty,
One thing isn't found in the same place,
With a taste of something new that is fruity,
There is nothing else we can chase.

You don't have to believe me,
This island isn't just a place of love,
So we are still dancing free,
Not just a paradise or from above.

What can I say,
What about you?
Not feeling gray,
You don't have to feel blue.

Open up to where you wanted to go,
Never let the past bring you down,
This is how we grow,
With or without the crown!

You and I may seem different,
What is so wrong with it?
Our eyes lock for the moment,
We finally admit.

One heart is valuable,
A single soul is strong,
Never enough.
It may be unchangeable,
A voice to be heard into a song,
We will never be inseparable.

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