oh the blue,
the great and bright blue
that spread from rim to apogee,
it was a great, wet-paint hue
that bled from the skies
and into my blue eyes,
as if by opening them,
the world was…
and by closing them,
the world was not…
oh the blue,
the great and bright blue
that spread from rim to apogee,
it was a great, wet-paint hue
that bled from the skies
and into my blue eyes,
as if by opening them,
the world was…
and by closing them,
the world was not…
