Sense

by Scott Andrew Bailey

Red sky, grey smoke high.
Silver tear, deep blue cloud.
Black and White.
Golden smile.

Flint and mortar, tower high.
Radio waves, beamed away.
Shifting sound, dusty leaves.
White smile.

Sweet scent, soft white.
Blue sight, twinkling bright.
Red rose, silky smooth.
Open smile.

White mount, pearl touch.
Flowing gold, windswept.
Red shine, white page.
Welcome smile.

Golden Day, blue sky.
Warm day, ever long.
Shining heart, echoes soft.
Pure smile.

By Scott Bailey © 2013

Originally posted on thehouseofbailey

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