sapphire blue, snarl lemon drops,
amber sea swept insect caught.
words falling on stony ears
bouncing echos of the fall.
leaves shiny emerald but diamonds dew
shines in orchards rare sparks pearlescent dawn
moon rises birthed from the granite sea
blood red wolf bit, shadow lit.
blue and blue and bluer yet
a month of Sundays hue.
sapphire shines matched only by your lazuline eyes.
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