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Paint the sky, it needs retouching soon.
For many ages, night tries killing moon.
Its her way, so you never feel safe; when —
Walking home, paint the sky with love.
Paint the moon herself; light needs less gloom,
Rid the clouds, which shape and form ruin.
Erase them; moon glows softly, romance blends,
Walking home, paint the sky with love.
Shape the moon, may she wax and wane soon,
Carve out her circle; flee now doom.
Dark clouds fading, artist’s rendering,
Walking home, paint the sky with love.
There is a whisper of dawn, orange looms,
But still the night enfolds us in gloom.
Night is long hours, be not so scared; when —
Walking home, paint the sky with love.
Such noises I heard, frightening booms,
Lightening crashed, and didn’t end soon,
I waited it out, dreamt of morn’s blooms,
Walking home, paint the sky with love.
©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.


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