Blue

Maybe they’re seeds
Of a pomegranate tree,
Blazing blue light
On a dark winter’s night

Maybe they’re drops
Of the deep moving Sea
Gliding my boat
In a middle eastern dream

Blue, blue, Midnight’s Blue,
Blue blue, deep prussian blue,
Blue, blue, pour me some blue,
Blue, blue, drink with me too.

Maybe they’re parts of
the mosque coloured blue
Making Dervishes whirl
the night through

Maybe they’re riches
Of an eastern princess
To buy a dream woven
star studded dress

Blue, blue, Midnight’s Blue,
Blue blue, deep prussian blue,
Blue, blue, pour me some blue,
Blue, blue, drink with me too

No, they’re not seeds
Of pomegranate trees
Nor are they drops
Of the deep moving Sea

They are just capsules
Of Vitamin D
That’s what I said – Vitamin D!

Blue, blue, Midnight’s Blue,
Blue blue, deep prussian blue,
Blue, blue, pour me some blue,
Blue, blue, drink with me too

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