Sky
Sky, so simple and demure
when yellow brushes blue
hid in amber hue
Wisps a wind calm carried long
white puffs of day float by
breaths of passion cry
She winks her love befell a fold
slowly moving closely through
grandeur shines anew
Secrets held a spinning orb
shots seen round the world
lovers dream unfurled
Sky, so simple and demure
you'll always be so true
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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