color of You


the color of you, it blurred the light
of the moon, of the sun, of the sky
accenting the drunken of your love
wandering somewhere in a deep
of the ocean, wearing peaceably
the action of longing in a blue aura
of the mystery I am, close and far
simultaneously in all your visions;
the color of me is a drug collection,
whispers, smiles, hugs, and kisses
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ — un-p’tit-je-ne-sais-quoi

Austin Cain