In this beauty I see, I look up high
Mesmerized by the colors of the sky
I call out your name hoping you’d reply.
Sundown here, midnight on your side.
Sadness inching in and I’m about to cry.
Yet you choose to talk and say, “Hi.”
Over the phone, we talk another hour
Under the beauty of the sky.
~RaineFairy
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