Blue
All the other colors they
think that I am
The
tears in the eyes of the sad
The
breathless lips of the dead man
The
blood lost its oxygen as the man lost his last breath
I
am not the title wave to tear down the town
I
am the rain
after
a long drought
I
am the blues
of
the sea
reflecting
the infinite cloudless sky
I
am the blue
icy
stalagmites formed by water to make the teeth of the cave and
bright
blue electric flames burning brighter than their orange and yellow kin
I
am the silence
between
words that is necessary
for
comprehension and meaning
I
am the contrast
I
am nothing but what gives meaning
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