BLUE

I see blue
in the morning sky
Oh!
The blue in my eyes
They are bathed with 
reflections,
in pools of
harmony floating
expressions.
I cannot reach
the untouchably
pure,
fiercely peaceful,
blue sky that
bursts with
allure. The blue
forebodes pasts
beholden and
provokes deep
tranquility
in the sky so
blue, my eyes
cry, searching for its
eternally utopian
possibility.

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