I have found myself in a better place with tangerine skies and an un-bittered face.
And although I’m in the company of someone pained, buried somewhere deep down inside, in a place that has hardened like concrete protecting his soul, He smiles with me in tangerine skies, and when he puts his arms around me, I know things, eventually, will be alright.
     I never thought I would find myself here again, so quickly, in only a years worth of time. But I can’t bare to miss the beautiful colors that he shines.  So here I am, eyes open wider than ever before, gazing all his sweet colors,  that I adore.  
     They are layered out making his life’s mosaic, I don’t think he understands how beautiful he is. Words can not say it. I would paint him a picture if I knew how, to show him his heart or his soul, like a ray of light shining through a cloud. All his beautiful colors like a tangerine sky, and I’d smile and wrap my arms around him to let him know, eventually, things will be alright. And then, he too will find himself to be in a better place, with tangerine skies and an un-bittered face.