Mist of Azure

there, you begin.
between a foreign utterance,
you compel. “your blue is just bleu,”
and nothing else.

notice the namesake;
yet she is as metallic
as they come.
as she comes
to you by smoke
with the lush of her slate,
she comes only to feel
you question your origin.

About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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1 Response to Mist of Azure

  1. slpmartin says:

    An interesting portrait.


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