I look up at the sun, yellow streaks of light dancing - twirling with the red and orange beams
Golden and glorious high up in the sky, but to your beauty it does not compare
So I look higher where stars and supernovas clash into colours one's mind cannot even imagine
But still to your beauty it does not compare
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its really awesome...I think love is like that you expressed.. good compare, , , with nature.. i love the beauty of the poem, , , ,