My skies tonight are overcast hold me close I said
Silken to the skin are similes, spin me those I said
Like rainwater in a drop poised on a blade of grass
Our moment too will pass for the wind blows I said.
Garlanded in fairy lights my house meets the daily
dark, held close to you even despair mellows I said.
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