I look up to the sky and see perfection. That intense blue makes everything so small.
How powerful.
How beautiful.
Yet the only thing I can do is compare it to the blue in your eyes.
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Daydreaming | Wattys 2019
Poesiaday•dream (n) a series of thoughts that distract one's attention from the present. - A collection of poems made by yours truly. All Rights Reserved © 2018 Juanita Cadavid
