Blue( creative poetry)

Blue is the sky on a hot summer's day,
blue is the sea, rolling in from afar,
blue is my heart with the Capricorn moon.

Red was my dress as I danced in bare feet,
red was my fire with my memories clear,
red is my anger with the Capricorn moon.

Green is my heart as I cry with the moon,
green mixed with pink are the blooms I have now,
flying I place them on the Capricorn moon.

Temporarily placed on a point in the sky,
I wonder so often of why this must be,
for now it is just a Capricorn moon.

The tides they shall change, the planets shall move,
a short piece of hell, stuck with us for now,
goodbye to you finally, our Capricorn moon.

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