I'm a girl, in love with the sky.
In love with its divine iridescence
That fills my soul with a curious luminosity,
Even on the most macabre of nights.
In love with its scintillating sun;
The rays are indulgent as they caress me,
Streaming in gently through the windows,
Their warmth shielding me from the world.
In love with its ethereal rain;
Even when it's drowning me
Especially when it's drowning me—
For the sound inspires elysian sleep.
How I loathe the ashen clouds
That eclipse my beloved on occasion-
For every ounce the sky's melancholy
Weighs on my heart like twice of mine.
I want to feel the sky;
Lose myself in its azure embrace.
My sublime reveries make a fool of me—
The soft rays skim my tear stained pillows
Before they rouse me from repose,
Because I'm just a girl, in love with the sky
And I can never touch it.
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