Can I be just "your sky"
my love.
Something, that you would look at 'admiringly',
that brings you tranquility.
Something, etched far deep down in your memory, that you remember like the back of your hand.
When things go south and nothing works out,
Your sweet escape.
The same, old , okay-ish one for others,
But filled with meteors, stardust and seven coloured palette for you.
Making those sunset dreams and firefly nights come true.
Just your very own sky love,
Widening it's horizon, until all hell breaks
Loose.

- GRIM
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