Prompt scribbling!!

 

What if I tell you,
you mold my moods,
blue, white, yellow or black
are all I wrap around.

Will you be mine,
like thoughtful grains
and statistical chains?

What if I tell you,
you see me nude,
touch all I feel, and conduct
cloak-and-dagger activities behind.

Will you be mine,
for all status factors
and loose chapters?

What if I tell you,
you season all seasons,
sprinkled care or comfy warm
are all I hush stained crimes.

Will you be mine,
like how galaxies relocates
for platonic soulmates?

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