What would you call beautiful,
The crash of waves that hits the shore,
The breeze that pushes back your hair,
The trail of moon so bright and clear,
The still waters lit up like crystal.
The way the light falls on your face,
Or how it's rare for nights like these,
Is it the warmth from our proximity,
But most of all baby
I hope it's me as much as it's you,
There's a few moments i'd call beautiful in my life
This is definitely one
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