My favorite color is Blue,
Yet not any shade of blue,
It resembles the color of the serene ocean on a sunny day,
Though not as deep in its display.
It’s closer to Caribbean waters,
Yet with fewer green undertones.
I’m particular about this Blue,
Exceptional and pure,
It’s my favorite and beloved hue!
Though, it’s my Blue!
Your eyes aren’t blue.
Thank goodness, for fewer reminders of you!
Yet, they are amazing.
I secretly long to see them again,
I’d look a little longer if you’d let me.
Since you’ve been gone, I feel blue;
But not like my beloved blue,
It’s more akin to navy blue.
A dark, cold, and lonely hue.
Torn on the inside, I gaze at the sky,
Where wispy clouds glide against its blue,
Drifting through an imperfect, yet tranquil hue.
I miss you.
© WolverineLily
Wolverine Lily 