in a purple tint burnt fire
of a window seen sunset
shared by two inspired
just before met
something holds the colours
in the evercrimson sky
tint of two hearts beating
sienna as the day’s-end prize
lovers awestruck serene
sucked deep by infinite power
more real than any dream
the blossom of any flower
this we took in mind’s remberance
this picture inside me now
an hour of peaceful assemblance
paint my jet city town
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