Tales of the Sky

We used to gaze at sunsets 

through the windy trees in the tea farms

and you’d point out

the shifting colors of the day.

You’d tell me that the red sky

reminded you of my blushing cheeks 

when I laugh too hard. 

You’d say that the fainting rays

mimics the rainy days 

We spent walking through the mud

As we pushed each other for fall

You’d whisper that the blurred lilac 

flickers the memory of strolling 

through fields 

and picking out our favorite flowers. 

You’d murmur that the slightly darkened outline 

took you back to movie nights 

when the faint tv light 

skirted the edges of my face.

You drew our tale in the clouds, now I can’t bare the sight of the sky. 

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