Curse of the Blue Moon

Met by moonlight – Scarlet skies.
The Vermillion district – Countless lies.
Only Blue, are you & I.
With Red lips you kiss. I get high.
I know you lie… but I’m blue and Green.
Teach fast and wipe this Cream clean.
Nails dig deep, you shroud me in Midnight.
I slip the Gold… You tease more and bite.
Dawn – Yellow bright, ends our passionate blight.
I’ll come next Blue… save you from this plight.



Poem By Sanjeev 'Cimeries' Retnasingam

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