Rian

Sadness hugged her face composing a unique opaqueness of blue like a blueberry. Sour when cold sweet when warm. Her chin nestled softly onto the splay of my shoulder dampening the frayed fabric of French Terry. Eyes wet yet somber brewing a storm. She desired to be sweet and exact like a strawberry or chaotic and proud like a blackberry but her mind sensitive to emotion kept her beautiful yet blue like a blueberry.