Seeking Blue


He paints blue shadows on a whim,
And the light of love is overthrown.

It's all on him in a whirlwind,
And she can not breathe.

Stuck in fantasy,
And he is in between.

Can't her arms be full of his blue veins?
Can't the in between - between them be,

Once again.

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