The power of Blue

How love lies like sex 

In my bed, the liar is you

My  sex  addiction is and you.

 

The sun is dark blue 

And all I see is in you.

My love, heart. Look!

 

 

Pale ace blue.

Through and through, you see nothing.

Nothing is good, new 

This poem is about: 
Me

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