The Blues

Love is an exploding bath bomb

in a tub full of water.

It can travel

as fast as sonic.

It can hurt

like a bruise.

It can deceive you

like a poisonous frog.

Love is refreshing

like mouthwash is

for a dentist.

It can scare us

like how beetles scare babies

or how butterflies scare me.

But in the end-

love is one periwinkle wall in a sea of purple walls.

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