-campfire Blue
If Campfire Blue was a crayon,
i’d color the sky,
I’d color the water,
I’d color the blue things,
until the color was gone,
leaving scorch marks in my brain,
and on my heart.
Copyright © Janet Goode | Year Posted 2014
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