BLUE RIVERS

Recklessly following the blue rivers of your vein,
I wish I was as pale as you
as I’m thirstily draining
the antifreeze of your vain
approach.

You vanish in mirrors, tiptoe in the rain,
flinch at human endeavors,
and antipathy is your refrain.

I wish I was as pale as you,
blue rivers, blue rivers, velvety shivers,
in your vein.

Sheepishly,        I approach.

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