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Clouds float in the blue. Wispy, peaceful, unnoticed. Crack! says the lightning.
By Roger Chappell3 years ago in Poets
Your lips faded to blue. With a full life, they once smiled. A last goodbye kiss.
Blue tiny petals, came my way on fleeting breath. Then, a long time gone.
They werent always blue, Your lips. I tell myself now. Final kiss goodbye.
The moon's not yet blue. I'll see you again, you said. The blue moon waits.
Blue flame dance for me. Blue flame burn, flare my dark night. Burn love eternal.
Your language is blue. Small sharp words, spat like venom. They are my harbour.
Blue mountain ice. Cold. Shy. Perilous. fatal. Frozen source of life.
Special blue marbles, in Their fickle game of whims. Each one a whole world.
Oceans of fury, Skies vast with sleeping violence, Blue harbours of life.
Moments come and go. the cool blue of life un-lived, for eternity.
My love for you is, not the breeze, fickle with change, the vast blue of oceans.
