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the city is blue
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the city is blue |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
The city is blue over November, as a fishhook of the sky, as a sea sun on cements and asphalts, city is blue as a storm of pride as a cold hatchway opened to the resigned passers-by, the ocean lights pray the contrast of the traffic lights, shivers the stadium with arrogant silhouette, the city is blue as people, transparent as fabrics of sky, the city is blue and I am blue, the city is blue as my heart, as his bridges hurt by the winter which I cross by thinking of my loves, of the silence, of your eyes that ignore me. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Wonderful imagery, dear Yann. Can see you wander through the streets feeling blue, but fitting so well into the scene of melancholic beauty. Visualize her eyes in yours ... it will happen ... Love, Margherita |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
This is too beautiful to slip away so quickly ... Up you go.  |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
the city is blue and I am blue, the city is blue as my heart, as his bridges hurt by the winter which I cross by thinking of my loves, of the silence, of your eyes that ignore me. Throw off those feelings of being blue Yann They only spoil your day. Nice write. Lindsay |
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