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Blue On Blue

After the rain,
The skies so blue,
The air was clean,
And seemed blue too,
The rain had painted skies deep blue,
And then I thought so much of You,
How far you are, the Ocean too,
The Sky, the Ocean, sadly Blue.

It makes me think that you can wish,
Upon a blue-lit tingling Star,
That seems so close, yet is so far,
That Love can travel to the moon,
Yet, disappear in a small room,
That Life is fragile, so is Love,
And much that's Blue is a Mirage.

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Comments (2)

Lovely poem, said so well. Read my - Rain - in another vein. Adeline
A wonderful poem, like it, a great write.