Blue is something I can taste The thinspun candy floss Of saccharine summer memories. That final exhalation you take after the exam Because really, finishing your exam is pure relief. It is the realization that no longer are the days of Obligation and Responsibility here; Those days have fluttered away Like butterflies wearing blue ribbons. Blue is the satisfaction of knowing That the blueberry bomb quietly bursting under your tongue Is one of many more to come.