The Sky Under Which They Lay

THe sky is an azure blanket, under which they lay, Her head on his chest, His hand locked in hers, as she becons softly for him to stay. "Never will I leave", he tells her, "FOr all the grudges in the world against me, can't take me away"

HIs eyes a liquid, amber brown, Hers powdery lakes of grey, Mixed together make the brightest rainbow, in the sky under which they lay.

............ IT shall never fade away.

THe sky is a glistening, onyx gem under which they lay, The feeling of his lips, the sound of her sigh, The perfect ending to a perfect day.