By: Sarah Murray
The color blue
a ghost of you.
In my mind we are a crystal clear night,
stars falling into place.
We are shades of blue blended together,
popping off the nude canvas,
filling up the space,
between my heart.
Between the wood frame of my latest painting.
You are the blue.
The moment between drowning,
and choosing air.
And the time has suddenly slowed,
I’m motionless, dreaming of you.
I have this infatuation with blue.
An infatuation of a life with you.
And the consuming feelings,
I dare correlate,
to the color blue,
A symbol of eternity with you.