By The Way

the color of You… blurred the light of the moon, of the sun, of the sky, accenting drunkenness of your love wandering somewhere in a deep of the ocean, wearing peaceably the action of longing in a blue aura of the mystery I am, close and far, simultaneously in all your visions; ♡ the color of Me is a drug collection, [whispers, smiles, hugs, and kisses]

what a good, — that you are what a marvel, — that I am of the miracle you are of the happening I am like colors that never met one too high, — one too low yet identical, yet chess mate yet you, yet doppelgänger