A silver lake amist the sky
The clouds they shine 
For you and I.
We sit and watch 
the earth go round
Our future's ropes
tightly bound.
You look into 
my emerald eyes
Searching for 
my hidden lies.
Secrets kept-- 
tucked away
Hidden for another day.

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