The kiss of The Sky

(The kiss of The Sky)

7:00
The sky is so Grey,
I want to play.
With a hand full of clay,
I want to mold the greatness displayed.
The civil twilight is shy
A wish to freeze time,
Smile and be thankful your alive.
There's a splash of Red paint on the wall
I fucked the devil
I made her cry,
Orgasm 
She loves me, because I can
Humbled and wholeheartedly 
Automatically, spiritually 
Spill my poetry so fluidly, 
Taste the beauty she moaned
My name, digging her nails into
My back, envy
I do, she's biting my lip,
Again she whispers come get me.
My mind doesn't want to stay
The heart is a Red spray can,
It just covers the areas that were downplayed, 
My mind consists of a bouquet of Red Roses
And a game of Russian Roulette.
The sky is so dark,
I wouldn't have it any other way.