To the many miles of the unspoken lay bare, uncharted in shallow mistrust, the quiet to an optical sunrise. Set deep to travel within a golden trigger, suits arranging orange, seams throughout the familiar set to a entangled crimson of frivolity; radiant safety for my love. Silent her word’s, once the busy melody to captive with a golden rise, findings to a place where my courage of trace, recover in dreams endlessly. Regeneration has resilient cloud, to an included optimism, reluctant patter to colour our ashen dreams. Curtailing in pink with breath deep beyond, to harbour and replenish in embarking travel, arranged to confine the distance my torn bounty.