Midnight Blue
•Derived from Becoming Dawn/Crushed Blackberries (Jun 11th, 2021).•
Midnight blue
The heaviest, darkest
Deepest at the melted edge of dusk
The last sneaking color before sparkling void
It must feel like freshly laid quilts
All the lights off and just settling down
Weight grounding, sheets cool
It must smell cool too
A chilled, curious scent
Crushed blackberries, clove, vanilla
The subtle scent of beeswax
It sounds like a great hum
All is still and the machines of humanity grumble while we sleep
Low tones felt in the bones, dark and soothing
Midnight blue
