You wanted a kiss.You said that it would make your world
a hue of warm rose with a touch of lime.
I stood on tiptoes and gave you a lingering touch
lips on lips...
But I see that you are still blue,
still trying to hold on to old memories...
kisses don't erase etchings of the heart,
Little blue face.
2 comments:
That's such a scary face. At one time, I thought it was a very ugly cat.
lol ... yes it is sort of scary.
It reminded me of a perpetually sad man.
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