At sunset

At sunset
November 2nd sitting
On the horizon.
Looking at the big Tampa.
Hard as a rock.

Like two lovers
The world's blasphemous.
That two beings
Why not give judgments.

And we kiss.
And he stroked sky.
And we loved
And God inbunamAt sunset
November 2nd sitting
On the horizon.
Looking at the big Tampa.
Hard as a rock.

Like two lovers
The world's blasphemous.
That two beings
Why not give judgments.

And we kiss.
And he stroked sky.
And we loved
And God  we reconcile