I looked out
The window of your car
To find a sky
Painted purple and grey
I whispered your name
Without tearing my eyes away
And told you how beautiful
I thought it was
You smiled back in amusement
Pointed ahead
Saying
“Babe, it’s only the tint
That makes it look that way.”
Reluctantly I focused my eyes
To the road before me
Looked at the pale blue sky
I hadn’t seen
But had been all along
Wishing
Praying
With all hope left in me
What I had seen out the window
Was real
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