Blue

A Poem by Cass

The color of her lips when you kiss her in the snow.

Ocean waves that try to lick the sun in early morning.

His favourite shirt that you sleep in on sunday mornings.

And the sky-colored cap that the surgeon wears as they repair his broken heart.

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Added on November 9, 2015
Last Updated on November 9, 2015

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