When the days end and nights starts he sky is beautiful and colorful like art the stars are bright the sunset is warm
listen to the leafs the breeze makes them swarm
the clean air how good it makes me feel
It's crisp it's fresh it's real
The moon bright in the dark
the place in the sky where it sits up and marks but yet the beauty must fade and now starts a glorious day
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Skarlet Love
PoetryAn enthralling set of poems tormenting your heart and mind pulling you in for love Then pushing you back with hate
