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I wear his blueness

"Pretty in the colors I put on you,my love, mostly blue.
You sit there in a beauty salon kinda chair, looking in the mirror, and if you're concerned you don't say it.  
I spread it on your skin like a mudpack, but a thin coating ,on your cheeks, your nose.
I love this, touching your face & putting my mark on you.
If anyone looks at you, they'll know your mine, 'cause the color says (John Feddeler only).  
 
but the rain will wash it off one day... "
 
Always in blue, darling, the color of your passion, I wear it like that pretty blue dress that you love so much.
The color of passion is not red at all, but a shade of melancholy that makes my skin tingle everywhere you touch me.
Blue like the rain and blue like my eyes; my eyes that only see you when they turn to grey.  
I close them when you touch my face, your hands on my skin and if I seem concerned, it is because I never want you to go.
 
And the rain, the rain cannot wash it away, because it veils my heart...


( artwork by thehalifaxjungle.com )
Written by Kasai
Published | Edited 22nd Oct 2016
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