Blues and greens
The strikes of blues and green. The velvet looks of life strolls through the avenues. And all I can say all the views are breathtaking.
Not one time is it understood what a woman feels aboit life but it very sure that nothing escapes notice. The smallest removal of a book or the tuning of private times. It's clarity that returns a woman's smile.
And with that velvety emerald greens can tackle their new loves with greater enthusiasm. Even more is the decorated idea that one woman can cause such a divide.
Suddenly when you realize it isn't her what do you do? Turn? Hide? Run? Beg?
No just keep on moving forward because by then she has accepted her role, once. Then dispersed.
It's that joy she find after a rough ride in the past. She keeps finding herself strolling out and even possibly bumping into old acquaintances but not once does she speak to them.
It's that part of her life that is gone. Velvet greens always remain, but in a distance and as the best kind of memory.
Sweetness that can move mountains if she let them. Even though she doesn't she still likes to hope one day they do.
That is a woman with a good head on her shoulders even though it may be dreamy. And I am happy to say these bright blues are ready for the next adventure.
Not one time is it understood what a woman feels aboit life but it very sure that nothing escapes notice. The smallest removal of a book or the tuning of private times. It's clarity that returns a woman's smile.
And with that velvety emerald greens can tackle their new loves with greater enthusiasm. Even more is the decorated idea that one woman can cause such a divide.
Suddenly when you realize it isn't her what do you do? Turn? Hide? Run? Beg?
No just keep on moving forward because by then she has accepted her role, once. Then dispersed.
It's that joy she find after a rough ride in the past. She keeps finding herself strolling out and even possibly bumping into old acquaintances but not once does she speak to them.
It's that part of her life that is gone. Velvet greens always remain, but in a distance and as the best kind of memory.
Sweetness that can move mountains if she let them. Even though she doesn't she still likes to hope one day they do.
That is a woman with a good head on her shoulders even though it may be dreamy. And I am happy to say these bright blues are ready for the next adventure.
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