the good freak in me

I set the blue, [blue‧deep‧blue],
to become my skillful pen.
Then I improved the ink 
adding in its sap, a drop 
of my blood, embrocated
with witty bouquets and
the scent of my thoughts.

I set the blue, — [deep‧blue],
to become a charming quill.
And the moon and the sun 
added playful stardust
and a boutonniere, enough
for spreading any day's joy
for you are the freak in me

I set the blue, — [true-blue].
Its power is under my spell
every day and every night
with the taste of sin for some,
with the taste of love for me,
good enough to get explored



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