She Has No Colour

She is my dream-girl who came out of the blues!
Technology is her name but, she has no colour;
For her style is full of the blues! !
Ver< precious in love and peaceful with the mind,
And this is the way that the storm goes along with her! ! !
But, with the hurricane like the champagne bottle beside her.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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