Oh blue you are truly a color of delight
To be what is chosen for a morose feeling
As seen by others as only that of sadness
But the beauty of you shines through
For I relate as few do
I most rarely feel yellow as the sun
I most rarely feel the warmth of another color
I stay cold and blue
Yet seeing blue keeps me warm
Blue is life
Blue is curiosity
Blue is primary
Blue is love
Oh blue I can not touch the
But from only of light I may enjoy the beauty that is blue
light matters
Color is nothing when it's alone from light. Some might say the sky is the limit but I choose to go beyond.
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yep & love IS blue :D