The blue of love is bigger than the sky above,
It is better than the ocean and the reflection of true love;
The blueness of love is brighter than the sun in the sky,
For it's brilliance is greater that the ability to fly.
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It rises up beyond the dawn and setting of the sun,
To fill our hearts with winder and gladness and blue fun;
It rides on the heavens with a total blue open sky,
And the blueness of love is more majestic than having to die.
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The blue of love is like the sexual gratification high,
It fills the body with the instantaneous satisfaction to try;
It is like moonbeams beaming down and shining with their light,
It is like holding her too tenderly and softly without giving a fight.
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The blue of love is like blue berries ejaculating sweet tasty juice,
It is like flying over rainbows and dreaming a blue truce;
It is where everything of magic is blown around by the wind,
And it is true and perfect without knowing anything sinned.
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And the blue of love is like the gently trickling wet love,
Of the coming of an orgasm where love is blue from shove;
So the best is in the heart of passion forged for service,
Where continual romance blossoms and proposes purple surface.
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For the black and white are contrast and the gold is red and blue,
Where the love of God almighty is like the twisting earth to screw;
And the clouds are screaming anguish as they cry out with pain,
When then blue of love is crystal clear coming as blue rain.
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Signed,
True injection
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