Blue was just a colour before you.
Blue was the ocean where I used to bathe as a kid.
Blue were my moments when I thought I'd never be the son my father wanted.
Blue was the colour of a cloak my mother embroided me when I was seven.
Blue was the colour of the summer sky in Mieza.
And then … blue was just something different ….
The first time I had a look at your eyes I thought I'd never seen something bluer.
Your blue eyes are the ocean I want to drown in and never be rescued from.
Your blue eyes are the ones that tell me that I've become my father's true son.
Your blue eyes are warmer than any cloak because when you look at me, they make my heart run faster and a warm sensation travels along my body and nestles in my heart.
Your blue eyes are the sky to me because I feel I am in heaven whenever we make love or spend time together.
Blue has now a new meaning since I met you so I can truly say that Blue is Phai and Phai is Love so Blue is Love.