I want to catch a snowflake
and send it straight to you
wrapped in icy sleet.
I want to shake the stars
scattering fiery sparks
until you remember our heat.
I want to chase the moon
following its midnight map
until the beams lead me to you.
I want to ease this heartbreak
returning my soul to a time
when my color wasn’t blue.
Reblogged this on Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie.
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i love these lyrics
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Me too! Blue ain’t my color! Pink is my color!
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