The sky is an ardent lover
At surise it blushes with bridal coyness
Resplendent in its golden glory
Its subtle hues promises of secret ecstasies
It seduces the mind yet calms the soul
At noon it is an image of tranquillity
Not a speck of lust across its virgin blue
The expanse of serene vastness
As soothing as a paramour’s embrace
At sunset it is mistress of sensuousness
A temptress in flashes of crimson passion
Its changing palette a lover’s beguiling moods
An orgasmic brilliance of colour before the total darkness
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