the first time you played for me, I remember the innocence within your spirit.
you emitted the purest blue I had ever seen, a color that does not exist; unseen by human beings.
your hands cast diamonds, as swirls of opaque words and thoughts unfurled around you, painting the musical sonnet of your soul.
Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 5:31 PM UTC
the first time you played for me, I remember the innocence within your spirit.
you emitted the purest blue I had ever seen, a color that does not exist; unseen by human beings.
your hands cast diamonds, as swirls of opaque words and thoughts unfurled around you, painting the musical sonnet of your soul.
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