Paint The Ceilings You Poem by Vincent Onyeche
Paint The Ceilings You
I will paint the ceilings you
So you wake to see your view,
Adorably few, so I cherish you
For my blood has become of you.
I will paint the ceilings you
So when you do the morning chores
No water drop shall wash me off
Neither will I be swept by brooms.
Art of possessions, with just you
I am the healthiest of hearts
O sweet love, with all of my brushes,
I will paint the ceilings you...
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