because I see the blues
beneath you, all the
beautiful blues
azure – cobalt – prussian –
You suspend the moon
and whisper to the stars
a palette of blues
indigo – slate - cerulean
And I feel the sparklings erupt,
take hold of my own blues,
meld them into you
aqua – marine – cyan
You are a mysterious blue,
a woman,
a forget-me-not
Written: circa March 2004
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