Photo by Priscilla Liu / North by Northwestern
    I saw you standing there
    With your lips stained berry blue
    And the remnants of an icee
    On your once white shirt.

    Like your shirt I have been covered
    In berry blue marks
    And grape purple; avocado green
    I have worn the visible spectrum
    In edible hues
    In order to sate another's
    Endless hunger.

    Like your shirt the blue fades
    And you washed the colours from my skin with a kiss
    But an icee doesn't fill,
    And as now those blue stained lips draw near once more
    I cannot be sure that you too will not grow hungry


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