Blue
After you
I see the color blue
so differently
It's a calm ocean,
a startling tide
Swaying gently
I can't be here
with you. Can't
be here without
Blue red yellow
The primary colors
of my heart
A heart which
shatters, an art form
Blue blue blue
My head, my heart
Everything belongs
to you
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