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gouache

 
 
she said  
color me gouache  
any day  
 
i said  
wish  
i had the hands  
to deal with the depth  
of your shade:  
ochre  
 
for i now  
understand  
why  
my blue  
turns red  
 
exposed  
to you  
 
as i have said before:  
 
red is the color  
i love  
red is the color  
i bleed  
 
blood  
that nature kept  
blue  
till it met  
you  
 
 
Written by cold_fusion
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