A pink sky, a strawberry pastry,
A memory of you, so sweet to taste.
The sky, ablaze with hues so tender,
Like your smile, a radiant splendor.

The pastry, flaky, soft, and pink,
A reminder of your touch, so delicate and brisk.
Each bite, a burst of flavor, so divine,
Like your presence, a warmth that intertwines.

Oh, the pink sky, a canvas of delight,
Where clouds like cotton candy take flight.
And the strawberry pastry, a treat so fine,
A symbol of you, forever mine.

In the depths of my heart, I'll hold you dear,
The pink sky, the pastry, memories so clear.
A tapestry of moments, woven with care,
A reminder of you, a bond we'll always share.


© manchita
© liulin