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Blue~
Cool touch of water on my
blue painted toes
a rush of cold travels up
to my blue eyes
making them twinkle
like stars in the night sky
shining around the
blue moon
Time comes and goes with
shadows of blue
on the walls
from the reflection off the
blue water bringing
my flesh to life
I can feel my blue veins
flow
With his blue reach he
pulls me in
enveloping me like a
package tied up with blue
ribbons
He touched my ache and
kissed each blue
tip sending electric
blue throughout my heated
organs
I drenched him in a river
of blue wanting him
more
Swiping the clocks from the
table blue
he lays me down over the
open cracks
my blue wrap falls past my
naked shoulder
and dangles off the table
catching the bright blue light
from the window pane
Blue stays as his lips cover
my nipple
blue puffs from my mouth
up to the ceiling
I embrace his blue touch
while sensations jolt
my blue mind
Hues of blue surround us
as the table rocks
the room fills with
tranquility and we float
on in blueness
blue painted toes
a rush of cold travels up
to my blue eyes
making them twinkle
like stars in the night sky
shining around the
blue moon
Time comes and goes with
shadows of blue
on the walls
from the reflection off the
blue water bringing
my flesh to life
I can feel my blue veins
flow
With his blue reach he
pulls me in
enveloping me like a
package tied up with blue
ribbons
He touched my ache and
kissed each blue
tip sending electric
blue throughout my heated
organs
I drenched him in a river
of blue wanting him
more
Swiping the clocks from the
table blue
he lays me down over the
open cracks
my blue wrap falls past my
naked shoulder
and dangles off the table
catching the bright blue light
from the window pane
Blue stays as his lips cover
my nipple
blue puffs from my mouth
up to the ceiling
I embrace his blue touch
while sensations jolt
my blue mind
Hues of blue surround us
as the table rocks
the room fills with
tranquility and we float
on in blueness
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