The wall was painted blue
like the sky,
like the memories of sleep,
like the touch of a dream,
like the kiss of someone you love.
-Mike
Sunday’s Kiss
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The wall was painted blue
like the sky,
like the memories of sleep,
like the touch of a dream,
like the kiss of someone you love.
-Mike
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Sweet poem. Very restful. I liked it.