Blue. You and I in a room at night. Lit by the moon, a pale blue light flooded the quiet space. Blue. Your face... smooth, translucent skin. No hint of the din from the street below. So blue... your hair... the dark blue water beneath a wave. Wet cars slid across your chest, transposed, in shades of indigo blue. And the world went blue and swept us up in a crush of blinding, hyperlink blue.

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