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Maybe It was the way Your neon eyes Lit up in mine And the world Glowed a Kaleidoscope of Rainbow colours Maybe It was being Wrapped in your Bronze arms And feeling so Very safe So warm Next to you Maybe It was grey tears Comforted by your Soothing voice That cheers me on Rubbing out the dull Rendering me Sunshine yellow Maybe It was being Called beautiful Because I was like Poetry and sunsets Great towering mountains Pretty just Didn't do justice Maybe It was our Midnight phone calls And feeling like I could scrape the Deep blue canvas sky And twirl amoung The blinking stars Maybe It was all of it Mixed like Paint on an Artists palette Pinks, reds, oranges, Spelling out a lone word Love.
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 3:21 PM UTC
Maybe
Maybe It was the way Your neon eyes Lit up in mine And the world Glowed a Kaleidoscope of Rainbow colours Maybe It was being Wrapped in your Bronze arms And feeling so Very safe So warm Next to you Maybe It was grey tears Comforted by your Soothing voice That cheers me on Rubbing out the dull Rendering me Sunshine yellow Maybe It was being Called beautiful Because I was like Poetry and sunsets Great towering mountains Pretty just Didn't do justice Maybe It was our Midnight phone calls And feeling like I could scrape the Deep blue canvas sky And twirl amoung The blinking stars Maybe It was all of it Mixed like Paint on an Artists palette Pinks, reds, oranges, Spelling out a lone word Love.
To be young and in love.
#love
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The Stars, Outer space
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 3:21 PM UTC
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