the same sky & moon & stars

i am a lovesick poet with an affinity for religious themes and anastasia references.
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alms of silver and green-coppery pennies.
word of god yells 'round and 'round on the
vintage vinyl record a dollar at the store.
take my hand dearest, lead me out of home
and towards a new future that is our own.
beloved is the word our in reference of
sweet romance and not gray religion.
we can cherry-pick the trees instead of
the bible, and make cherry pie in our future.
king solomon was wise but we will be wiser,
with our laid out plans of pink and blue
that'll rival the words of god written in His book.
take my hand dearest and we will write
a symphony of songs louder than psalms
in our future of our own away from Him