When Blue was Green (Thanks Miles) Before the fall... when blue was green, i could see the exception to every rule, the Light would shine through every seam.
When blue was green - your face captured me... your eyes downward turning, the smile that saved me from my own tempest...my own darkness...my silly plea.
Green they were, the hills...the valley to the east, your eyes.
Blue now hides the rainbows, blue now covers mine eyes... glimpses of green still swipe the landscape... oils the painter left behind.
When Blue was Green.
(Gregory) [
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
Missing a Lover...written while listening to Miles Davis' tune by a similar title.
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