There is something about the sky, it reminds me of you. When I look up, you're smiling down at me I can close my eyes and feel your warmth Knowing, you must be close There is something about the sky The way the colors swirl More than just blue and white Maybe it's the way your eyes light up As you study the vibrant hues It sticks to me Sunsets, sunrises All of those colors melt into your skin Radiant You have become a walking painting Swirls of sunlight, moonshine, and star bursts
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