Dangerous blues,
tormenting eyes,
a wet
face
which was told lies: “I love you”. A cold
heart
–
awaiting death. She poisoned my heart
with sugar lips and false happiness. My chest a blue
cavern. My insides hollow and cold.
I think of her eyes
and a tear runs down my face.
A salty taste between my wet
–
lips. Soaking wet,
like my drowning heart.
Sinking in the image of her face,
in her enthralling blue
eyes.
Her waters unbearably cold,
–
overflowing from my chest. Pouring from my cold
wet
eyes
dripping waters to the rhythm of my heart.
My heart beat until it was made of only purples and blues.
The beat of Blues music so sweet, so sorrow. No sugar smile left on my face.
–
I’m haunted at the thought of her face,
at how it brings me pain on cold
vibrant blue
nights. The air wet
quivering with longing, a moisture made of my heart’s
regrets: “I love you too”. The night’s twinkling eyes
–
see how she hurt me. They know that her lies, her eyes,
are something I cannot bare to face.
Her words rockin’ me to sleep with sugar sweet lullalies. This heart-
ache never ends. Make her stop singing! The cold
snow falling around me. I’m being buried in this frozen wetness
that I cannot escape from. Staring up at blue
–
memories filled with sorrows and sympathetic twinkling eyes. Cold
whiteness layering on my face. Engulfed by a wet
burning sensation until I feel nothing; my body frozen blue.
“I love you”….. her singing stops.
