Outside The Aldrich, 2005
Just as the grey sky turned dark, I looked up and saw it. Midnight Blue. I was always partial to the blues, Sky Blue, Cornflower, Periwinkle, but Midnight Blue overshadowed them all, and there it was, in the sky, the same sky that was there every night. Why hadn't I seen it before? And why did it take me back to running through the snow in the silence of night. I don't think I even looked up at the sky, and I know it was well past midnight. I only remember my footprints in the fresh snow. He'd called to tell me he was in town. My younger more naive self found venturing out into the snow cold night a reasonable request. He missed me and something about him made me weak. Time with him was both thrilling and depleting. A place I could not stay. Part of me wonders what was I thinking and another part misses the innocence.
Midnight Blue (1987) by Lou Gramm
Midnight Blue (1958) by Crayola