The Blue Crayon
The dark lapsed into silence
Just before meeting the dawn
I put my hand over my heart
That's when I found you for the first time
From then on
Each day feels like reading a page of childhood diary with you
You are my red crayon I draw roses in my garden
You are my blue crayon I color my sky with
You are so otherworldly
I know your heart better than you
You must be the closest thing to magic
I lived a day
I lived a thousand years in a day with you
And I realized
The so called long life
Was as brief as a moment
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