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Blue Is The Warmest Color

We met in a coffee shop 
off Fifth Avenue
In Jersey. 

You were so magnetic; 
your eyes shone so brightly.

A couple of years passed by; 
and our paths crossed
once more
through the entanglement 
of interwoven destiny.

We both ended up 
in that coffee shop again.

I have to ask:

Did the blue in 
your hair fade naturally,
or did you lose your sense 
of self-expression?

Your aura felt hollow;
your eyes weren’t dancing
when I looked at them.

Some say blue is the warmest color.

Darling, 
blue doesn’t suit 
you at all.
And neither 
does 
blonde.

Copyright © Alijah Rivers

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