Blue. Not the blue that you are thinking of,
but the blue that you give and color my sky.
Blue is you, blue is how I feel when I am with you.
You are my favorite shade of blue.
I cannot get enough of you.
My blue waters fill your empty cup,
as we dance to our midnight blues.
Deep and deeper, we watch as the blue gets darker ,
now filling up with stars as we get higher and higher.
what was once touched by the blue
was a crescent moon, we looked up
and we smiled and promised to be each other's blue.
- 1.2.20
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Cassiie Etienne
28 years old. I have been writing for as long as I could remember. For some reason writing was the only way I could express myself when I was younger and it still is one of the best ways I express myself.
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