blue

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A stormy color, a blue untold.

You are an obsession that I can toy with for my own

cold.



Outside, it poured snow. What a blissful color. Blue. Many shades of blue. Well at least on her.

Her coat so light, it matched the snow outside.

Her hair so dark, It matched the clouds up high.

Storm on a frosty night.

She was a beautiful girl, very sweet but very cold. I offered tea but all she said was no. She insisted she pay, I agree.

I couldn't read her, not her words or the way she spoke. So I stuck to actions, admiring the gestures, the movements she unfolds.

At last, she had to be on her way home, away from the storm, the blizzard.

I walked her home and made her promise we'd have dinner.

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