Your arms wrapped around me
Your sugar white
Scent.
You tell me white
Is the color
Of beauty.
You tell me that
Because white is my favorite
Color.
You tell me that
Because you think
I'm beautiful.
And that's a first.
You tell me white
Is the color of royal.
But your queen
Is the only royal
I see.
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You Are My Sky
PoetryPoetry story--You are my sky. The only sky. The sky stretches far and wide. You cover me up, make me feel at home. I am home. You are my sky.
