blue

not the blue of the sky
or the translucent sea,
not the forget-me-nots,
petals as delicate as
eyelashes fluttering
nor of moonlight
falling on your eyes,
not the blue of your eyes,
not the blue sound
of wind around the clouds,
not the blue tongue
from a summer popsicle
hands sticky with syrup.
not the blue letter
signature in blue ink,
not the blue whales
and their songs of longing,
not the blue gem
sapphire sparkling too bright,
not the blue of twilight
the transparent overlay
fuzzy around the edges,
not the bluebird flying too
low to my heart.

blue.

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About ky

Poet. Photographer. Writer. Goddess. View all posts by ky

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