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Aishath Joozan Apr 2020
We painted the sky orange.
Different shades of orange,
Tangerine,
Salamander and a splash of amber,
Similar to the way I’d paint you,
While my lips touched  the nectar on your skin,
As sweet as honey,
Your lips against mine,
Your skin against mine,
As you licked off the pain and misery away,
For every time
Your arm feels like heaven,
All my scars turned into lustrous stars.
You’re a masterpiece,
A work of art,
I found a little piece of home within you.
Aishath Joozan Apr 2020
The sunlight reflected on the ocean,
From a distant, it looked as if the sun was raining diamonds,blinding deep into the
ocean floor,
Beautiful.
But, this cannot be compared to the beauty within her
Her coal black eyes drew the skyline
The tiny freckles on her cheeks made of stardust,
Her body like the sky, outbursted in the most aesthetically pleasing colors,
She leaned for a clear image of the vast blue sea
Her long wavy brown hair flew melodiously touching the tip of her skin,
All eyes on her
All.
The stars,
The sun,
The moon,
She was so pleasing to look at.
So pleasing for a sad eyes like mine. -Joozan.m

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