If I
could no longer paint the sky,
if it
was only white and gray,
I would
paint the colors in your eyes,
their
twinkle when you smile at me.
For not
even the heavens can compare
to the
multiple colors of love I see
sparkling
sunshine romantically
dancing
on highlights debonair.
by:
Paula D. Nevison
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