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May 2018
Soft rose lips brush blushed cheeks
Like the wind caresses the petals of a flower
Callused hands run over scarred legs
Memorizing every dip and peak
Grey eyes search hazel
Grey like the clouds that hide the moon
Grey like a weeping sky
Grey
But not grey like most love
No, this love was black and white
But with all the colors of the rainbow
This love was everything beautiful about a rainy day
This was love
Cheyenne
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Cheyenne  F
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