Fresh cold water running down my throat,
So clear and awakening.
Blue though,
blue like a clear morning sky.
Fluffy snow
blue snow that melts on the tongue.
Blue is my choice of color.
Cotton candy blue
The blue of a clear crystal lake
Refreshing and cleansing.
Calming is the color blue
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Author:
M.E.M. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My favorite color comes to life through taste. Please comment and follow
- Category: Surrealist
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