I Thought of You
Clouds of crimson and pink
Filled my sky
I thought of you
What you think,
and why
So fleeting
In its' moment of colour
I thought of you
What you think
Our first meeting
Soft dawn light
Upon my face
With clouds of crimson and pink
The fading night
What I think ...
of you
My thoughts of you
Filled my sky
Full of crimson and pink
A beautiful sun too
I know what you think
I need not, ask why
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