Oct 2010
I can smell blue
when I walk with you
hand-in-hand...
man-to-man.
I can taste blue
of typhoon; drink it down,
double fist'ed...
arms dance euphoric.
I wear mixed blue
shining through window,
burlap and canvas...
mountains, lines, and curves.
I can see blue
perfected by nature
an emotional liquid
splash splash pow.
Doused in blue
Confronting the landscape.
when I walk with you
hand-in-hand...
man-to-man.
I can taste blue
of typhoon; drink it down,
double fist'ed...
arms dance euphoric.
I wear mixed blue
shining through window,
burlap and canvas...
mountains, lines, and curves.
I can see blue
perfected by nature
an emotional liquid
splash splash pow.
Doused in blue
Confronting the landscape.
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