Tuscany Yellow

Clouds dressed warm yellow dressdanced to the rythm each breath she breath her breath,each breath:a soaring sky,a roaring sky soaking light from the plight---devoured the dark,devoured the bark of the darkFrail HopeYet she tested scope  Frayed Hope, this time, Cut off
Tuscany Yellow

Clouds dressed
warm yellow dress

danced to the rhythm

each breath she breath

her breath,

each breath—

a soaring sky,

a roaring sky

soaking light

from the plight—

devouring the dark,

devouring the bark

of the dark

Frayed hope

yet she tested scope

With frailed wings of hope

she set off

You

My heart accompanies my brain to every thought of you.
when it’s about you, even they become friends.

My brain, it meticulously pictures every action of yours,

and my heart astonished by your beauty always cries out to every action of yours being displayed in my personal theatre.

Oh, how well they compliment each other, yet they choose to fight!

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