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Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Sapphire Pain

How blue is thine window?
Does it reveal secrets only you can see?
Does sit reek of cobalt colour
In shades that only madmen and you and me can see?

How blue is thine window?
Does it serve to keep out the sea?
Does it tease the coloured coral
In how only a lonely anemone can hear its quiet plea?

How blue is thine window?
As it reflects the very close at hand stars
This porthole to the nothingness
Brought to you as easily as riding in cars

Though rolling down the window here
Will give a stiff breeze to THEM
And stifle everyone with you within