Image Anna Razumovskaya
was there color
before her?
was my life just
black & white
before she smiled?
her sweet blue eyes
were they always
that…color?
did she always
paint the world
as she dances & sings
gliding through
time sweetly?
did she always
look so beautiful?
did I not ever notice
before?
are those tears
she’s crying?
does the music
move her so?
or does something else
linger
in her soul?
would she say
if I dared ask?
or would she
just smile
& laugh?
never fear
the strings speak to her
they make her move
so lightly
she’s an angel for sure
this woman
this girl
this lady of blue
I’ll let her paint my world
for just about
let’s say…for all time
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