Bed of Clouds
The Moon is just a silver scarf,
As the Sun is just a Jewel
Glowing above us, overhead
Lighting the way for ev'ry Fool
Rainbows envelop me, on this bed of clouds
As the colours bring me back to life
Let go of Hope in all my Sadness-
My Soul of Gold, I twist the knife
**COLORS CONTEST ENTRY
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
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