I am crying, It gives me hope. The wind blows my hair, it is another world that I visit as I look into your eyes. Its dark, its cold but I hold on to the wind which shouts your name. You're going, you are going away. I don't understand why, but the wind howls your name louder. I know that you are not coming back. The stars giggle at me, they are mean and pretty, the dark sky smiles at me down, because it knows I'll be okay. The sea is at my feet, the moon is glistening. I smile up at the sky as tears gush out, the dark gives me rose made of the stars that it wears like a crown.
The wind still cries your name, It is a fleeting voice.
But, in my mind, I can't hear anything but slash of the ocean as it tells the wind to quite because it's knitting.
I smile, I am okay
YOU ARE READING
Blur of Blue
PoetryBook by Goldenmaries ....... The blur of blue of your eyes. It makes me hide and scare. love me, sweetheart. or I'll be lost. ....... This book is completed.
