Wednesday, June 15, 2005

The Painted Skies of Your Dark Eyes

The painted skies of your dark eyes...of those whose love betrayed thee. Whence tonight I feel their sight...of burning hate inside me.

I look beyond all that had gone wrong...to see your tears of sorrow.
This summer comes from years of past...still must I wait till tomorrow.

Of these years that come and go...like the seasons of bleak winter snow. To know down deep inside my soul...the painted skies of your dark eyes...are the things I've loved about you.

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