Crimson Sky
There she was shining bright, In all her glory, turning heads. She was untouchable, No secrets exist when she stands, Yet there was a secret, A secret even the beautiful sun couldn't expose, A secret so sacred that nature stood guard, The high seas stared at the gorgeous lady, She had floated from his depths, Standing in front of him, She smiled down on the creation. His heart raced when he looked at her, His body burned, but he didn't care. Oh! How much he loved her! "Hey beautiful! Your glow is brighter than a million stars, Yet why do you thrive alone? Bless me with your love please." Hearing this the maiden turned all red, Her hue spread to the skies turning it Crimson. She didn't reply, she didn't glance, She ran to hide behind the peaks. Leaving the Crimson Sky as the only testimony.
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