Deep Blue Nightsby M.P.C.May 1, 20153 Comments Her nights are blue, but not just any blue; it is the darkest of all hues. By her bedside she keeps her booze, drowning her sorrows, awaking the muse. Don’t judge so soon ’cause you would, too, if you walked a mile in her shoes. Sharing is caring:TweetWhatsAppTelegramEmailMoreRedditThreadsLike this:Like Loading...Tags:artbluesdeep bluedoodleillustrationillustrationslate night postpoemPoetrywords 3 thoughts on “Deep Blue Nights” platosgroove May 1, 2015 at 7:58 am Reply Very nice. Loading... Miss Marcia May 1, 2015 at 11:45 am Reply Thank you! Loading... Ronnie May 2, 2015 at 3:10 pm Reply Profound. Loading... Leave a ReplyCancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Very nice.
Thank you!
Profound.