One of the seven hues our eyes perceive on the rainbow spectrum,

I used to lie in bed and wish I could lift the burden of the darkest shade of indigo

Deep denim like the veins in my arms, the ocean at night, and the thoughts swimming deeply in my head

My eyes, a steady tone of cerulean, brighten glassier than the sky on a clear Summer's day

The smell of Spring and new life, tiny robin eggs, and sapphire forget-me-nots

Eating arctic cotton candy with berry jelly beans, my tongue stays an artificial tone of teal

Blue makes me feel human and I'm trying wholeheartedly to live in full color