The difference between me and you
Is that I am red and you are blue
Blue like ice and night and death
Secrets whispered on your breath
For you are made of darker things
and the beauty that it brings
I am red like blood and fire
burning white upon my pyre
Blazing strong, fierce and hot
Look away you can not
For if you mix red and blue
You will get different hues
Arrays of purples you shall see
of bruises, scrapes, and injuries
Pull me close, invade my space
let me drown in your gaze
On my neck, knuckles white
squeezing hard is what I like
Yearning, aching, I beg of you
to turn my red into blue
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC
The difference between me and you
Is that I am red and you are blue
Blue like ice and night and death
Secrets whispered on your breath
For you are made of darker things
and the beauty that it brings
I am red like blood and fire
burning white upon my pyre
Blazing strong, fierce and hot
Look away you can not
For if you mix red and blue
You will get different hues
Arrays of purples you shall see
of bruises, scrapes, and injuries
Pull me close, invade my space
let me drown in your gaze
On my neck, knuckles white
squeezing hard is what I like
Yearning, aching, I beg of you
to turn my red into blue
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