Am I Blue?

Aren’t these tears tellin you?

How many summers, springs

Can these seasons bring

Shades of blue

But sometimes violet creeps in

Wrapping me in wonder...

Or the deep red ink of a rose

Consumes my passion

In my dreams I fly with Jimi

In shiny purple metallic armor

... or I sing with Ray

Soulful melodies of scarlet warmth

But in the end, I am blue.

Blue like the waves,

Blue like a cheerful sky in spring

Blue like the shimmering water of a creek

Blue like the peace I feel, when I’m with you.