Dew

Blue me and pink you
Come girl and see it through
Let us create the purples such colors do.

And may I be your .22
A suicide in my bed your tomb
To blow your mind as lovers do

In you I have come through
Our colors have developed true
And your suicide a dream as this love makes dew.

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