Eyes of blue.

by Blank   Sep 9, 2018

It's not my favourite colour.
But it's my favourite on you.
All I want to do is stare in your eyes.
How it makes me smile.
But I'm afraid as I move on,
I'll forever miss you.
No matter where I am,
Or who I'm with. I'll always think of you.
One day you'll replace me.
And on that day I fear I shall lose, my soul sworn to you.
And now I everytime I see that colour. I wait for the image of you.
To where I will sorround myself,
With the colour of blue.


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  • 9 months ago

    by Michael

    That old 'blue colour' paints so many pictures in our lives.
    A nicely put together piece
    Michael :)

    • 9 months ago

      by Blank

      Sometimes, blue is the warmest colour.