”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