You are beautiful.

"

this sky

I’ll sail along this sky.
on a ship of promises

or as some would say,
to swear,
cross your heart,

and hope to die.

I’ll be here, sailing, 

or drifting in a very particular way,
believing your promise.

Not drifting, you’ll say,
Sailing.

I’ll see you smile.
and
I’ll sail along this sky.

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