Purple is the feel of your touch
Blue is the sound of your whisper
Yellow is our fingers intertwined
Green is your eyes locked on mine
Orange is the warmth of your hug
Red is the taste of your lips
But black is all i saw the day that you left
Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
Purple is the feel of your touch
Blue is the sound of your whisper
Yellow is our fingers intertwined
Green is your eyes locked on mine
Orange is the warmth of your hug
Red is the taste of your lips
But black is all i saw the day that you left
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