Description
Icicle blue, day sky blue
Blue, almost silver blue eyes
Looking at me all my life
Blue skies, blue stones
Songs of blue sung late in the night
To a sleepless child
Mother, hold me, I remember now
It’s through these blue eyes
That I have learned how
To touch the red earth and join the black night
And dance in the golden sun
That I see through these eyes
Icicle blue
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