Sky love

He spread his golden wings for me to tread

lifting me on to clouds he let me fly

In his eternal wisdom he whispered love

Between the greys he hid the blues

waiting for me to find them out

Each time I tried to hold and pick myself

the sky sent his gentle smiles

and gushed in joy.

If this be love, so be it.

PS: Warm embrace, the evening sky

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