Willow Blue

Eyes willow blue,

So close to you;

She smells of buttercups,

Peppermint, too


Skies willow blue

So far from you,

Warm and distantly arching,

A dome over you


Stream, willow blue,

A sudden cold slew,

Water ‘round your freezing feet,

And your ankles, too


A time, willow blue,

Just so far from you,

Just lost memories of one day

And her lips, willow blue

The End

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