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Mar 2015
I took out my brush
and I painted you a sunset
Tinted in mesmeric colors
mixed on a palette of love

Pastel impressions flow
bright as your smile
as I create watercolor horizons of forever
on this canvas of our hearts

Twilight scenery blushing
in rose petal promises
Whispering softly
from within an ornate gilded frame

While holding you safely
in the easel of my arms,
blending every perfect affection
eternally for your eyes
I figured you were probably getting tired of my sad stuff.
Chris
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