I see with you
Shades of blue
And you make them all
So very beautiful.
Now it's morning
And I wake up, yawning
I see your navy-blue shirt
A wonderfully welcome sight.
I see the pale blue sky
Lying on your lap, and I sigh.
I see the glassy indigo
In the strip of the rainbow.
A marine aqua, I see
In the deep waters of the sea.
And now it's night time
I see the midnight blue sky.
I see the painting on our wall
Cerulean splashes, a soothing call.
I see, on your finger, the band of our love
A rich royal blue now.
I see your eyes, gazing into mine
They shine so bright, a clear cyan.
All the fortune, love and rest
Not for the first time, I feel so blessed.
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Wayward Thoughts
PoetryWell wielded words work wonders. ~ Wayward thoughts expressed through lines that rhyme ~ "..We fall in and out of love, Run in and out of time. We are Survivors, With nagging scars And half empty jars. We are Survivors. "
