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red
is the colour on her cheeks
as she looks at his back
and sees what is written
red
is the colour of her face
sitting in the dark room
in front of the large screen
with his hand in hers
blue
is the colour on her skin
flooding her fingertips
as she traces them across him
blue
is the colour of his eyes
when they are locked with hers
and exploding with stars and love
red
is the colour of their skin
blending together
under the lights
red
is the colour of their hands
holding on tightly
unwilling to let go
blue
is the colour of the sky
over top of them
as they walk
just to talk
blue
is the colour of the water
they sat above
washing over their words
red
is the colour of their lips
swollen and raw
unable to tear away
red
is the colour of their voices
spilling together
a perfect mix
blue
is the colour of the paint
lining the walls
they are pushed against
blue
is the colour of their tongues
twisting together
in a perfect lock
red
and blue
are the colours
that are between them
that no one else can see

The End

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