Bliss

The snow in the moon 
Would have fallen the same
Skies without darkness
Eternity the frame

For there never was a limit
To an ever expanding blue
Even the colours under the gold
Will forever wear their hue

For bright is the buttercup
With hands caressing the bloom
No burning or fire
Dewdrops sans the doom


  
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