Caroline Rose [discontinued]

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They are blue.
No, they are green!

They are both blue and green.
Mixed and twisted together like tiedye.
He is so pretty. Like an angel. A sunset in Miami. Everything beautiful. That is what he is.

He sits cross legged underneath a tree. I see him every morning when I go to school. Brown hair glisten in sunlight. Blue-green eyes ponder a book in his lap.

One, two, three, four.

He blinks four times and then looks up at me.

His face oval and wholesome. His skin golden and pure . Tiedye eyes stare into mine. Does he see my soul? Does he hear my thoughts? The thump thump thump of my heart?

One, two, three, four.

He blinks four times and then looks away. Perfect hands touch the pages. Flip. Flip. Flip. He turns them.

Thump. Thump. Thump.
One, two, three, four.