The sting of the wind Burns longing eyes with desire Your sweet love blows in ******* Waves of migrant hope Blue green crests in make shift boats
By Lisa Archambault3 years ago in Poets
The best blue candy. Stains your tongue sticky and sweet. Kids do the blues best.
Miles had it kind of. Etta would rather go blind. BB's thrill ain't gone.
The color of loss Cloudless azure is too clean Cobalt fights dirty
