She was like kelp, Who breathed on him And made him glow Her colours, Fascinated him more and more The colour of love- red At first, she didn't felt like a weed for him, But now her presence unnerves, As he digs for new colours; She was withering and waning day by day To the colour of pain- unexplained Still, she made pearls for him, With the colour of faith- blue For whom she was already a weed in disguise. ©aLINE #thebluepearls
