470 Nanometers, it's Just
If you know her ...,
Could you, pass this along, from me.
The nights, have grown darker, and... lonelier, now, that you have gone.
I no longer see, a sparkle, in ...
blue eyes .
With which, the twinkling, of the nights stars.
I did, once ...... compare.
The sky, it seems, has now, lost its lustre.
While, I have lost.
My
Lovely eyes.....
Of
Blue.
Giajl © Jim Love
Awww
Nice write!
cheers
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
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between violet and green 470 it's in the middle of blue
Paratrooper's don't die........ they go to Hell and regroup!!!
470
I should know that as an artist, right? Liked the poem. Always do enjoy your writes. Even if I don't often comment.
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