Poetry

Zenith

The sun paints the sky
in hues of pinks
purples.
And I #love you
like the sun.

It reaches its #zenith
straightens its crown.

And I love you like its climb.

It paints the night
in yellow stars.

Do you love me like the stars?

And all the way to Mars, kid.

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