Poems have always had a therapeutic effect on me. I felt weird one day during my history class so I wrote a poem and this is it.
the way the blues
in the sky
mingled with
the ravenous
oranged of the
sunrise
reminded me of
You.
they seemed to
flirt,
mixing in
parts of
the open sky
yet
diverging in others.
they seemed to dance
with each other,
to waltz
a gentle push and pull
across the
sun lit floor.
i always saw
the same beautiful blue hues
within Your words,
yet You saw
no orange
in mine.
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