the place we meet

the place we meet is the place where we can just be,

the wind hitting your smile and the sun kissing our skin,

beside the trees under where we fell asleep.


the place we meet is the place i want to see,

looking at the sky and then at my eyes and you ask me to be with you,

all the way until our lives are through.


the place we meet is the place we’ve grown

into the weather worn and lesson learned,

people that we were born to be.


the place we meet is the place we leave,

together, when the day is done and the sky has gone

and life has sung its final song.

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