The Bewitching Bleu's
(Paint Me A Picture With Your Words)
Oh, tender woman;
Be thou lost, as the
Touch … of time…she feels
the fallen cries of distress….
Where of Aphrodite’… she mourns
The Mighty lover’s past
And the winds of the heart
Are lonesome in its search
Of the treasures
Yet, to be found…
Aphrodite’s touch,
Has placed yet another
Moon struck lover
To wade in the
Bleu caste seas of
Love.
Where many a man
In haste drowned…
Such is the case of the
Bewitching bleu's…
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