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Did Mozart compose in blue or black? And Shakespeare? Did the hue matter?
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
how I detested the frenzied fear you provoked for final exams.
if my lips linger on the muted blue of yours, will you resurrect?
where did you flee to, my childlike exuberance? now, adulthood blues.
blue dreams, scatter at dawn; flee with your midnight ghouls. sunlight, grant brief peace.
the precise shade of my favored novel’s cover feels like coming home.
blue check mark, sought by countless climbers; how hollow are your promises?
I let my fangs out to make music with my claws, rage, freed, ‘neath cobalt.
sapphire bounding main, transfigure endlessly, my volatile lover.
blue stains wreathe my wrists echoes of captivity manacles’ bleak ghosts.
watery blue eyes taught me hatred; they stare now from the looking glass.
blue purity, come ravish me in frenzied waves; I'll yield to ardor.
