The Morning Sky
Monday, January 16th, 2006Pondering my melancholy mood,
I’m taken to a time of peace and calm.
My spirit glides across the fields
Of my minds eye, and there you are.
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Like the gentle morning sky in which
Your gentleness is displayed
Amongst the billowy clouds,
In hues of gold and red.
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Our spirits collide
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Now; in your presence
I see the blood;
I see the pain;
I see the tears;
I […]
