When I want to weep
Rain seems to a – pear.
When I want to smile,
Should the sky not be clear?

The moon becomes pallid
When I gaze upon your luscious skin.
And gravities hold on the stars falters,
When my thoughts sway to you again.

A heartbeat becomes an infinity,
With the utterance of your name.
And like an infant,
I lose myself within eyes aflame.

I could stay there evermore.
Awash in warm sea of blue,
But when I do
It rains the scent of you.

-Jefferson Davis-

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