The Blue Woman
This is What She’s Longed For
She knows this is not
how she’s supposed to feel,
wanting more than
to sing her masterpiece
She was reluctant,
as you slid under her door -
aiming for her skin
but wanting her breath
The spell of gravity was broken when
she turned to you because nothing was left.
She was hoping this was only temporary
The ocean tracked her through tears
Never question the intuition of a beguiled sea
She plied her home with bales of restraint
But still . . .
the whisper of a dream is mightier than weeping walls
Occasionally the ocean gets it right
No more bargaining
Isn’t this mythical?
How stroke by stroke you found the rock, the hard place
Wavy lines and sweet abyss
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