Reflecting Skies:
In the twilight
Of her eyes,
There was magic,
Of reflecting skies,
In the tenderness
Of her touch,
I find realism,
O so much.
And in her loving
And soft voice,
I fly to the heavens
As I rejoice.
As for her smile,
It does belong,
In every part
Of my love song.
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