”When sunset calls,
it’s whispering tender,
warm promises of a nightly seductions
that can open up a new portal inside of us, only during and after the sunset.
The last warm sun rays on our cheeks are like a last verses of poems that only the sun can cast up on us
Moving something deep and yet unseen
Today I play only soft, sensual, melodic cascades that are overflowing with orange hues in the sky
Perfect for those prescious summer moments driving a bike in to the sunset, to your late summer skinny dipping,
those lingering moments with your boo
This is Dreams of Sunset
