I see scatters of whites in the blue, suburban sky
The morning breeze seems to wake late, this morning
It's so quiet, so peaceful, I could go up and fly
As I sit here alone, sipping my sweet, hot Darjeeling
The sun shines so brightly, her smile brings warmth to my skin
Her beauty shines through the dying dewdrops on the nearby leaves
It almost made me believe that there's a whole glass castle within
When I realized the two sets of eyes of the doves under the eaves
I recall the days when our love was undying
Where freedom is the place we call home
Every day was filled with joy and caring
And the nights with endless crave for loving
As I sit here alone, gazing the blue sky above
I see your kindness through your smiling face
I never thought I could miss you this much
You, the one, the only that I sincerely praise
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The inspirations came when I realized the clear sky, that morning . . . only specs of clouds scattered near the horizon. And it's true, I had toast for breakfast, and a cup of Darjeeling tea. So refreshing . . . :9
Dewdrops, leaves and the doves were out of my imagination, though :D
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