𝘚𝘐𝘓𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘚𝘔𝘖𝘒𝘌

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I look at you as if I'm a painter,
Venturing to remember all the colors,
Picturing you in my mind- Painting you in my brain-
I watch as your silver smoke blend into pink to orange

What if these hours lasted days, months, maybe forever
Enough for me to end tracing your stars;
Empty souls will be an unknown entity-
My mind draws constellations as I stare at you,
Slurring myself to find more words, more words!

You're so pretty and you know it;
You sent me your maids down here
To kiss my skin with a cold breeze
Inspiring me to find more words that do not exist yet!

A/N: Just the color transition of the sunset clouds and the advent of the dark night got me feeling like-

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