Angels Are Always Blue

Poems

    

When she is clad in blue, I am speechless,
for it seems she has wrapped an ocean or the sky
around her limbs as her free flowing hairs
resemble the clouds or the shadow of the waves!

    

In yellow the sunlight seems to wrap her
with an adoring love that greets the new leaves
of Spring, nurturing with mild caresses
as her free flowing hairs become the gushing wind!

     

In crimson she wears her emotions on the skin,
as warm and wild as her beating heart, ripe and full
as the summer months, so bold yet apprehensive
of expressions, trying to look unfazed, though in vain!

    

But nothing beats blue on her, I swear on my life,
for Angels have always been painted with blue, alike!

       

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Courtney M. Wendleton

I'm an author with an associate's in psychology. Interested in a lot of different things, and love controversy. The more controversial the better, but that's not all I'm interested in. Can be a bit confusing at times, but that's normal!

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