Blue It Is

With long sharp noses the blue bloods drew Sword engraved with legal cuts Under the roses the butterflies flew The emperors, they were called Still touched the world in which they were shut Timeless it is, the color blue Though a deeper more different shade of black, it was called Short bursts do anew A divination of sadness that we've all heard Yet haven't on the paper scrawled Da-dum the beats flow And the young girls think Why is my heart slow? Spectral eyes grin unbeknownst to them, they've taken love for the win Or so the tale goes