Blue

Blue

 

Blue is the color of the ashtray

from which your figure appears

in the smoke from the cigarette.

 

Blue is the color of the sky

as I go outside to lie

on the grass and think of you.

 

Blue is the color of the twinkle in my eye

remembering your tender smile

when I did something you approved of.

 

Blue is your touch upon my face

softer than the night,

like the seagull’s quiet flight.

 

Blue is the color of my thoughts

when I think of you

and remember that I love you!

 

Blue.

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Keep writing the songs that are in your heart.

Peace be with you.

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