Blue
Blue.
The color of the sky with
no clouds to dull it
Blue.
The robin's egg in the spring.
Blue.
The way the water looks
in the ocean.
Blue.
Like your gorgeous
eyes outlined with
black so they pop.
Blue.
The color of the
saddened man.
Blue.
The color of your favorite
pair of vans that you always
wore.
Blue.
The way emotion sometimes
flowed off you.
Blue.
The shade of color an
artist needs to finish the
masterpiece.
Blue.
The color under my eyes
from lack of sleep.
Blue.
The color of blood
before oxygen hits it.
Blue.
The color I love writing in.
Blue.
Even though its becoming
night, its still there.
Blue.
The color of the hat
my grandmother said
looked lovely on me.
Blue.
The color of depression.
Blue.
My favorite color.
Blue.
Your favorite color.
Blue.
The color I want to
die in, royal.
Blue.
The color I hope
you'll hate when I do.
Copyright © Ana Farber | Year Posted 2015
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