Short Stories + Contest Entries

Mesmerizing Blue

Another contest entry for Skipper_019
I am describing the color blue without saying blue!

The marvelous internal emotion of color, a clear hope shivering in a vast space between begin and end. The way each sapphire eye glitters when you see her, and you offer her your hand in the most tenderly way. In that moment, it all happens so fast. A motion as soft as snow fluttering down onto land, cocooning itself around the ground in a wide embrace. The birth of a new era, the chill of calm, peace and serenity.

One cannot simply look upon the indigo layers of wonder, or cast out the sensation it may hold. It shakes your soul into tranquility, and breathes you into a fathomless slumber. Fresh, clean air that freely roams, and crashes into the arms of beauty that sweeps you off into the unknown. The trust, and satisfaction of a yearning passion sways over an endless sea of sentiment.

If you close your eyes, you can sense it, a spiral of twirling cayan magic dances through every time of the day, but once you look out it's gone without a trace of it left. Something you can't search for, but something that you may find everywhere. Controlled, secure, yet algid, a sensuality that won't even be forgotten. It's not always tame, but ensures an unclouded path of raw expression, and never steps back from fear.

The grace of tradition, nonthreatening by the touch, and soothing your mind, heart and soul. It will cast out even the darkest of smite, and retrace the faith you once held. Never selfish, but always a burning desire. It's a devotion at first sight, and a description of almost every lover's poise. Misunderstood, a fraction of empathy, and a bit of self-doubt, contradicting the famous reasons why this is adored so much.

You can't reach out to it, it will always fall through your fingers, but mighty it maybe. The strength of a roaring lion, the wrath of God's fist. The mystery this one wave holds, and with reasons untold, words unspoken, the meaning of a light and dark, rising. Envelope in the sweet sense of perfectness, a gift from up above. A feeling your five sense can't ignore.

It's here, it's there, I promise you, it's everywhere. When it seems that the precious limit of time is growing eerie and old, the remembrance of this intense affection will center around your every thought. The color of true self stability will be with you in an absolute confinement of undefined relish.