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Click hereI am ashamed to admit it
or more abashed to say
I left the blue by the alter
it was on my bluest day
Under rain we wove and spun
wihin dizzily drizzly deligher
his and hers matched hand vowels
we traded fire for fire
Red as well I also admire
as garnet sweet lucious her lines
me I learn in the learning
love slow to grow as ivy vines
a goblin market spirited me away
as if that's any of an excuse
but for a year I made fortune cookies
and so I'm oh so worn from use
As for blue and as for red
my heart it could never choose
my being a being this far so far
halving that which I fear to lose
Too deliciuos are their words
bending me as any bender
so I stay true to my primary yellow
I offer up my own whites in surrender
attracted the blue in me and the red...well it brings to mind the redsunset days
...this poem has a head to toe flow and read it over just for the joy of it..bluerains
It's certainly an interesting poem. The first three or four stanzas are especially good.