You are the blood in my heart;
the blue painting my veins.
The rhythm of my heart beat,
matches with thoughts of you.
You are the color in my eyes,
the brown shade everyone adores.
Or the clearness of water,
from the tear that slips from the corner.
The color of my skin,
holds memories of you- of us,
of times my fingertips once held you,
so close to my warm body.
You are everything to me,
the one who pushes away darkness,
brings light to my life,
and paints everything beautiful.
Just like smudges of color on paper;
You fill the blank empty spaces.
the blue painting my veins.
The rhythm of my heart beat,
matches with thoughts of you.
You are the color in my eyes,
the brown shade everyone adores.
Or the clearness of water,
from the tear that slips from the corner.
The color of my skin,
holds memories of you- of us,
of times my fingertips once held you,
so close to my warm body.
You are everything to me,
the one who pushes away darkness,
brings light to my life,
and paints everything beautiful.
Just like smudges of color on paper;
You fill the blank empty spaces.
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