Chet BakerA Poem by Pengem
almost blue
a melodic tune the piano conducts the rain as it falls and hits the ground hard the cool breeze simmering through my window like the splash of cymbals my heart aches blue deep blue it bleeds, to my fingers tracing blue lines on my skin imagining it was him tracing red lines conjuring spells but I'm left with music and loneliness an almost blue feeling
© 2018 PengemAuthor's Note
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