Probably not as funny as I think I am
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blue eye shadow frosts my lids; jocularity not echoed within
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
blue-ink doodles on my Converse, illusion of serene nonchalance.
sweet soundless zephyr undulates from blue-tinged clouds; brings rain’s melody.
blue bands on braces I kept my mouth closed tight, then you said you like them.
grey-blue siren eyes, magic of your gaze makes me tarnish my virtue.
blue heaviness sits on my chest, suffocating and liberating.
Just give me a second To come up with something clever, I’ll respond to your joke I swear; I’m just feeling some pressure.
sapphire opulence written on velvety wings pinned underneath glass.
gossamer starlight fall, unbound, gentle demise crash in sea’s blue hold.
“Why isn’t it red?” Bright elixir in my hand; Witch said, “Love is blue.”
succulent nectar, ambrosia for honeybees; oft wished I could taste.
purple’s shadow; blue. lingering ingenue does not need to seduce.
