ertips paint the clouds acHer fingertips paint the clouds across the sky
When tears fall her lover knows why
With the sun he kisses her eyes dry
From the warm water, his arms wrap around her hips
Before she speaks the stars touch her lips
Catching her breath the moon shines on her face
With each blow of the wind, her heart starts to race.

Chocolate Dove


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